Portraits In Solitude

Portraits In Solitude

Forever came to me in a moment, and I suddenly remembered all the things that had passed before me in my life. “Don’t touch…wet paint”, she wore a sign around her neck. What was it for? “My heart,” she replied.
I wasn’t here anymore.
I stood the other day and looked down on myself. People milled about below. When you’re out of your body you see with your mind.
It never entered my mind that I loved you. Come in and see for yourself. Rubbish can be found wherever you look. Comprehension without meaning is only inevitability.
There’s a journey before me, I’m leaving. Pack the suitcases, I’ll need everything I own. When they said ‘you can’t take it with you’, were they serious?

A Beatle on a rock once spoke to me. “There are places I remember all my life, though some have changed. Some forever not for better. Some have gone and some remain. Though I know I’ll always have affection, for people and things that went before. I know I’ll often stop and look around me. In my life, I love you more.”
He was right.

Portraits In Solitude

Joanna Beilby

East Bentleigh, Australia

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