Eight-line Poems

Isolation

Isolation

Turning inward, like the bud
folding itself to hide from the night,
when I, so late, chance upon
what makes me stand alone,
unable to accept the dreams of others,
but know how truly I am one,
then it's armour or camouflage
in defence of isolation.


Line count: 8
Free verse
For Express It In Eight, 10.02.23
Prompt: Write a poem about isolation.