Splendid Isolation

Haibun response to Ravyne Hawke’s daily special poetry prompt

Marcus aka Gregory Maidman
Write Under the Moon

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The Prompt:
Choose at least five of the following ten words and write a poem. You can use any tense of the verb/any form of the word. One of the chosen words must be the title or a part of the title. It cannot be used in the body of the poem: tempt|inappropriate|treatment|translate|sensitive|researcher|insistence dismissal|consciousness|isolation

I bolded the eight words I used and italicized them in the poem and used the word isolation to satisfy the title restriction.

Splendid Isolation

Nature’s consciousness abounds and surrounds the researcher. Walking alone at 2 am on a cold snowy December night — this is his treatment. Dry leaves insistently clinging to their branches reply with crunches to the wind chimes on porches. Maybe that herd of deer will translate? No, they disappear as quietly as they emerged. At dawn, he feels the sensitive eyes of hawks and bald eagles upon him as the fresh snow on the frozen pond tempts him to lay fresh tracks onto last night's storm. Dismissing any danger. He walks miles on the ice.

Makes a snow angel
Alone but never lonely
Together they fly

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Marcus aka Gregory Maidman
Write Under the Moon

Living 17,043rd human life. I am Marcus (universal name) or you may call me Greg; a deep thinker; an explorer of ideas and the mind.