Sonnet 296.31 – Major Depressive Disorder, Recurrent, Mild

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Sonnet 296.31

 

I prefer to keep the company of trees

On windless days that turn my thoughts to a fog

Of tightened reflections that can’t be eased

By any company or dialogue.

All I want is to walk through the solid

Muscle of oaks and grace of sycamores

As my clarity shrinks and grows timid

Leaving the fact of my life less than sure.

There’s a hollowness in the gatherings

Happening in homes and halls around town

That moves the warmer hearts to dance and sing

While my ears ache for the absence of sound

Found in the grove where I’ve taken this walk

Through quiet tall wood and dappled gray rock.

 

Major Depressive Disorder

Recurrent, Mild

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