In my solitude, the words flow
In my solitude, the blues expand
As it's the only time I think of you
The words aren't imprisoned in my soul
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Another fantastic tribute to the incomparable Billie Holiday. The whole poem is outstanding...and 2 lines really grasped mine attention.
Lovely poem LeeAnn, solitude is a prison without walls but bearable through love.
Beautiful and so sadly sweet. Melts the heart, with instant reach! Another poetic, hit!
Beautifully penned. Solitude can both be painful and productive. The agony of loneliness can transform into beautiful poetry. Bravo!
......released like doves in the silence.....just marvelous.....
I believe you are ardent fan and Jazz lover too.