I have this friend called Soli,
Who’s both ease and folly,
For no-one’s around,
As I build my playground,
But in the end, I may be sorry!
I have this friend called Soli,
Who’s the cause of all my worry,
Again, I’ll overthink,
Prolong my deep drink,
And probably end up in a quarry!
I have this friend called Soli,
Who blanks out all things foggy,
I can see crystal clear,
I’m both tear and cheer,
I should stop asking, “am I worthy!?”
- Author: AuburnScribbler ( Offline)
- Published: August 13th, 2021 13:16
- Comment from author about the poem: Again another poem about "the guy on his/her/their own" but this time it's the other side of the coin, rather than loneliness, it's solitude. This poem is a three in one deal, as it's comprised of a trio of limericks. I have used the "girl sitting on the dock of the bay" picture before to accompany another poem on a similar topic, but I feel it's also apt here. I have also added another accompanying picture of "The Fortress of Solitude" from the "Superman" comics, which again I feel is also quite apt. I hope that you enjoy the poem (or poems), and as always, please stay safe everyone.
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Comments2
I replied to dear old soli
digging his poetic quarry
upon my bended knees
dig no deeper please
he's clearly off his trolley
I couldn't resist joining in. Enjoyed your limerics.
Thanks for the read dusk arising, and bravo to your responding limerick. The sentiments within it have been well noted, thus...
Upon reflecting on these three,
Thoughts should be more free,
As, if he wants to be un-cuffed,
He shouldn't be rough,
So, toast to more revelry!
Thanks again, and I hope that all is well!
A fine write AS. You know his brother (or sister) Tudi - Soli-tude?!
Thanks for the read orchidee, I hope that all is well, and I think I may have bumped into Tudi at some point. I have to report, that they are just as mad as Soli! Haha!
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