I will ignore the obvious
The dodges and the cheats
To get out of the question’s drift
Escape means, drinks or eats —
And focus on the time-passers
Which is, I think, the way
In which this prompt is meant, and so
The shape of what I’ll say
If you, my friend, must be alone
With no one there at all
With no somatic presence and
No one to text or call
There are things you should have, and
There are things that you should not:
Both things that are intangible
And some that can be bought
I’d hope first that you have
A life of stunning memories
From which much rich enjoyments can
Be gleaned as you might please
And second, I would want you to
Have music there to hear:
For melody is hope and love
Which you will need, I fear
The third thing is a thing that I
Would not want you to bring:
Take no regrets of love unspoken
With you, festering
And fourthly, have some pictures of
The lot of us who love you;
Who look for your return and pray
And think constantly of you
And finally, my friend, bring this:
The book that we both share
That manifold refulgence that
You’ll need while you are there
The so-called desert island is
A real place, I’m afraid;
The times when you will be alone
Where choices must be made
That shape your life and destiny
That your fate turns upon:
May you have all this with you
On the journey
You
Are
On
(Inspired by this prompt)
Just Right/ thank you for this
Thank you. The prompt was an interesting one, I thought.
Very beautiful. You are right, the desert island really is-in our lives.
Thank you. It’s interesting that people somehow think of isolation as something hypothetical.
I like your creativity in answering this prompt. I am happy that I visited your blog. Hope to be here often to savor the delicious content of your blog with it’s amazing pictures..
Thanks for the kind words, althought, the pictures I purchase, mostly.
Very well done!
Thank you.
Beautiful. Thanks for taking me out of the mundane 🙂
To me, this was a fascinating idea. Thanks again for your comments.
So beautiful I had to re-read a few times
Thank you. I just read your poem on Africa, I really liked it.
Thank you very much, my family is there so do feel homesick at times 🙂
This is a gem
Thank you, sir.
Thank you again.
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Beautiful 🙂