(It’s There All the Time) #nature #poetry #inspiration #motivation

Lingered out from the

Castle keep to discover

It was morning once again,

The wraparound wooden appendage

Standing firm where it’s been and where

I’d always taken it for granted.

Seldom swayed on the companion swing,

Rarely glimpsed up at the hazed cobweb canopies,

The slim chipped paint splinters at my feet longing for longing,

But when bottled up indoors

For longer than a measurable

Melting clock tenure,

The blue and green rolling ridge topography

Seems all the more promising,

More gracious and more alluring.

So I’ll request a hand from the lady composer of my heartstring legions

When she’s finished dreaming and shakes away the overnight rattle,

To join me out on the settee

For some of this no longer ignored

Organic uplifting permanence.

(Photo taken by me.)

© Eric Keegan

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