A lone light glows across the street –
an amber intruder upon midnight shadows
I wonder what’s going on inside that house
is it something that shouldn’t be exposed?
There’s an odd sense of comfort
knowing I’m not alone
and someone else’s awake
There’s consolation in seeing other lights
shimmering in the night
We’re alone
shining together in the darkness –
an unlikely community of strangers
separated by walls and streets
yet sleeplessly united
by cold bedsheets
Secret Thoughts Within 
I absolutely ADORE this poem, Bree, so many great lines and similes – light and darkness, loneliness, togetherness. “There’s an odd sense of comfort
knowing I’m not alone
and someone else’s awake
There’s consolation in seeing other lights
shimmering in the night” – so beautifully reflective 💜
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Oh thank you my friend. I’m glad to hear you thought so 💜
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Intriguing Bree
The cold starkness of loneliness
Being comforted by a nearby glow in the dark
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Thank you Ivor. Yes, simultaneous loneliness and comfort
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you’re welcome Bree ..
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A wonderful short piece that captures the imagination whilst also creating a nice touch of mystery and suspense. I really enjoyed this one, great work!
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Thank you so much David, it’s always an encouragement to hear a poem (and spoken word) has been executed well.
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Very nice. 🙂
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🙂 Thank you
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We are born to connect, even in being alone. This is a great observation piece. 👍
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I absolutely agree 💜 Thanks Cassa 😊
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I always love hearing you read your work. Gorgeous write, and read, Bree.
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Thank so Jeff, I’m glad to hear that. As writers I think we often float our words out into the void and wonder if anyone will hear us. It’s an honour to have you read and listen to my creative musings.
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