FredPeyer

Secret Place


Notice of absence from FredPeyer
I want to apologize in advance. If I don't comment or answer your comments, it is only because I am on and off here. Mahalo!

I know of this very secret place

Hidden away snugly in no-man’s land

Without substance, body, or face

But nevertheless, looking so grand

 

Mirrors floating along every wall

Reflecting reflections, rainbows of light

Hedges of thorns forbidding and tall

A thought of flowers, eternal delight

 

Secrets within secrets never to be told

Silvery cobwebs holding up morning dew

Creaking floor beams way beyond old

Paintings of ancients nobody knew

 

Hewn into reluctant slabs of hard rock

Is a room where time flows more

To the beat of a grand-fathers clock

Hidden behind the heavy oak door

 

That is my so very secret room

Where I can use my precious mind

To create a life of love or of doom

And exciting scenarios of any kind

 

In that secret room away from it all

I am out of body, purely soul

Don’t have to worry about the banal

Am absolutely perfect and whole

Comments12

  • Goldfinch60

    Good write. Those secret rooms are so precious.

    • FredPeyer

      Thanks a lot Goldfinch! Yes, they are, but only as long as they are secret!

    • Michael Edwards

      Well I have a place like this but it's not entirely secret - my wife sometimes comes out to say there's a phone call for me or to tell me lunch is ready or ask if I'm ready to go shopping. In fact, coming to think of it it's not secret at all.

      • FredPeyer

        Thanks Michael, I know it is hard to keep it secret. When the kids were small, the bathroom was my 'secret' place, the only place where I could find peace. :-)

      • Poetic Dan

        I have that place when my pen hits the paper or I'm on my bike making my own lane. And now I'm learning to go there with my guitar too

        Fantastic work

        • FredPeyer

          Thanks Dan, you reminded me that I did write a poem about my motorcycle, have to look for it. I play a little bit of guitar, very limited though. Always wanted to learn to play slack-key guitar, love that sound.

          • Poetic Dan

            Oooo I'll have to look that up.
            Yes I've got a rough one I thought of the other day about the bike experience.
            I was told, four wheels frees your heart but two free the soul ;)

          • 2 more comments

          • Fay Slimm

            A delectable description of the secret place we all need Fred - your pen aptly expresses its draw - - first rate writing my friend.

            • FredPeyer

              Thank you Fay, thank you so much for your gracious comment!

            • Louis Gibbs

              All good poets, as yourself, must have such a room in their mind to retreat into to connect with their muse. Interesting that Fay's poem this morning describes this same process. You have nailed it well with this poem, Fred. Kudos!

              • FredPeyer

                Thank you Louis, you are much too kind!

                • Louis Gibbs

                  Just calls um as I sees um.

                • Candlewitch

                  dear Fred,

                  my secret place is within my mind. I love this:

                  In that secret room away from it all
                  I am out of body, purely soul
                  Don’t have to worry about the banal
                  Am absolutely perfect and whole

                  thanks for this write!
                  *hugs, Cat

                  • FredPeyer

                    Mahalo Cat, you are so right, the secret place IS somewhere in the mind. The only problem is that sometimes I cannot find my mind and then the secret place is gone too. :-)

                  • kevin browne

                    indeed, a top secret place to be alone. they say nobody should ever be alone but by your reckoning here i say it's a must to follow in your footsteps. nice writing my friend.

                    • FredPeyer

                      Thanks so much Kevin! You know, I feel that you don't have to be alone to be alone. One can be within oneself even if surrounded by people.

                      • kevin browne

                        that's pretty much what we all do I believe.

                      • Tony36

                        Great write

                        • FredPeyer

                          Thank you so much!

                          • Tony36

                            Welcome

                          • Heather T

                            Aaahhh...the space where all creative souls run on secret feet. It's the only place in mothering for 21 years that I am alone. I couldn't even escape the babies in the bathroom! That must be a daddy-only privilege, lol. Lovely lines, nice rhymes. I thought of the grandfather clock as a heartbeat. Beautiful, Fred.

                            • FredPeyer

                              Thanks so much Heather! I think you are right about that grandfather clock.
                              And by the way, the bathroom thing only worked for me because I have selective hearing! :-)

                            • malubotelho

                              What a lovely inspiration Fred. I have a place similar to that. Not so organized as yours though. It is so secret that sometimes I can not find it myself but when I do, it is where I feel safe and happy and relaxed or I just feel nothing like you said. Thanks for sharing these adorable words.

                              • FredPeyer

                                Thank you so much Malu. I think we all have a place like that where we feel cozy, warm, and safe.

                              • niallprideaux

                                Thank you for sharing these graceful words with us! I believe everyone has a secret place they go to and wish to build, I spend too much time there haha

                                • FredPeyer

                                  You are so right Niall, we do spend too much time there sometimes. And while we are there it is possible that life passes us by!

                                • S.louise

                                  My special place is my bedroom with my ipod on and pen in my hand.
                                  Its the only time I can feel truly at peace and away from the madness in the world.
                                  Like you said its like a secret room away from it all.
                                  Great write.
                                  Thanks for sharing.

                                  • FredPeyer

                                    Thank you S. for your nice comment!



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