14 x 14


I feel safe in here, but yet I’m also in danger,

‘Coz if I stay here too long, I’ll become a stranger,

To all of those who may want to help,

But I remain in here; with my muted yelp,

To create a sub-world that makes more sense,

Saying to certain things, “good bloody riddance!”

Though a knock on the door; does indeed remind me,

That my formations are just but mere fantasy,

Thus, I have to leave; but just for a short while,

Either to work, to play, or to walk a reflective mile,

To think of my little world; that I’ve left behind,

As the odds are against me, for this world’s not kind,

Though a pleasant surprise may come my way,

In the form of a smile, to brighten my day,

So, in the moment; I’d think; that “this is healthy,

Not being cooped up, acting all stealthy!”


Commerce and trade is decidedly slow,

As my voice inside screams “CAN I GO!?”,

But there’s still so much; that I can do here,

Thus, with strong will I stay, without fear,

Except life’s gusts; are most likely to strengthen,

Thus, my want to return begins to lengthen,

Difficulty takes shape, my computer’s crashed,

And on the way home, the car has me splashed,

Though, after a warming shower has passed,

I plate up my meal, and pour wine in glass,

To wash down these continuous struggles,

And prepare for some much-needed snuggles,

For I’m back in my world; 14 x 14,

I look at my luck, so my thoughts become clean,

As I reflect on those; who don’t have this,

Hoping they’ll stay warm; on every Christmas.

  • Author: AuburnScribbler (Offline Offline)
  • Published: November 13th, 2020 05:34
  • Comment from author about the poem: 14 x 14 is a poem dedicated to my bedroom, my little place of rest, creativity and my sanctuary away from the world. Though, obviously, I can't stay in it all the time, as the world is there to be explored and of course certain responsibilites have to be tended to. Also, I feel very lucky to have a bedroom, as in these hard times I reflect upon those who don't have one, so I, and all of us who do, should be grateful to be in such a fortunate situation. Accompanying 14 x 14 is of course "The Bedroom" by Vincent Van Gogh, which I think is an appropiate illustration for this poem. I hope you enjoy, and please do take care.
  • Category: Nature
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  • Doggerel Dave

    Got it. I'm in the accommodation I've always favoured. In the UK it's a 'bedsit' In Australia a 'studio'. Whatever. One room, kitchen and toilet / shower. Small.It's mine. Ample bed, large armchair, book case radio TV and PC.What more do I need? My den, sanctuary.
    Take it easy Dave

    • AuburnScribbler

      Glad to hear that you've found your den Dave, two of my uncles live in somewhere similar, and they are having a great time.

      Thanks for the read, and take care as well.

    • Mil57Man

      My 14x14 a lovely scene, jotting down pieces of dreams, full of caffeine, It's all in the Hands of The Unseen. Simply wonderful Auburn Scribbler.

      • AuburnScribbler

        Thanks for the read Mil57Man, hope that you're living it up; nice and grand, in a place that you call special, it doesn't matter if it's small or palatial.

        Thanks again, and take care.

      • Goldfinch60

        We all have that special place where we feel so safe, mine used to have two of us in it but now it is just me but the memories of my wife are still with me - as is she, in my special place.


        • AuburnScribbler

          I agree with you Andy, a place can be special enough, but the company that we keep; is what makes a house, a home.

          Glad that you have fond memories of times you and your wife shared in the same sanctuary, it's really important to hold on to that.

          Thanks for the read and take care.

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