Be still, and alone
Sometimes at least,
In order to feel complete
Solitude, and peace.


Author

- Carol Natasha Diviney

© 2020

Is the chair just a chair,

or is it a throne,

to carry a soul

to the heights

of the unknown.

© 2020 Carol Natasha Diviney

Black Cat curled up
So warm, and tight
Like a witches
Hat fitting right
Waiting patiently for
All Hallows eve to strike
Strolling in back gardens
Taking in the night, knowing
All Saints day will follow,
Holy, and sanctified feeling right
Being back Curled up nice, and tight.


Author

- Carol Natasha Diviney

© 2020