The Cerebral Cavern

The Cerebral Cavern

 

I wish to live in my mind

to observe from afar

to avoid direct contact

or verbal confrontation

I am comfortable within

at peace with who I am

unaffected in pure isolation

With age others become tedious

my patience is at a low ebb

My mind is fertile

full of imagination and creativity

Here in this inner sanctum

I can compose, paint and ponder

Such is sheer joy

divorced from care and distractions

Within this cerebral cavern

I possess a library

experiences which have

enriched and destroyed

I do not share what is within

it would serve no purpose

the property is mine alone

It is like a never ending film

with no intermissions

unaffected by sleep

It is my solace

a haven, a treasure trove

Every day it is added to

never to be fully complete

but highly personal

and wholly unique

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keith jeffries

Sat 11th Nov 2017 12:09

Desmond and Kevin, thank you for your favourable comments on this poem. Much appreciated. Keith

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