02-03-2017, 04:50 AM
I wrote this poem just for fun. Many poems I read deal with very serious stuff. I thought it is a good idea to do something lighter.
The rhyme took on 'a mind of its own' leading the poem in directions I did not plan in advance.
Maybe, that's part of the fun of poetry.
Bath Time
Ah, a bath.
Turn on the tap
later a nap
Then to dine
Maybe have some wine
let the mind wander,
To places, here, there and yonder.
To momentarily feel
Memories so fine
You wish you could
Go backward in time.
Remembering:
Seeing the farmer saying the hay
Watching the mother baking all day
Listening to water splashing onto rocks
Seeing big boats pulling into square docks. .
Gazing at goldsmiths fixing a clock
Staring at stockbrokers counting their stock
Looking at goods I wish I could pawn
Awed at fog hiding the dawn
Shocked at stars twinkling so bright
Squinting at summer sunsets sublime
Having a good time all of the time.
The rhyme took on 'a mind of its own' leading the poem in directions I did not plan in advance.
Maybe, that's part of the fun of poetry.
Bath Time
Ah, a bath.
Turn on the tap
later a nap
Then to dine
Maybe have some wine
let the mind wander,
To places, here, there and yonder.
To momentarily feel
Memories so fine
You wish you could
Go backward in time.
Remembering:
Seeing the farmer saying the hay
Watching the mother baking all day
Listening to water splashing onto rocks
Seeing big boats pulling into square docks. .
Gazing at goldsmiths fixing a clock
Staring at stockbrokers counting their stock
Looking at goods I wish I could pawn
Awed at fog hiding the dawn
Shocked at stars twinkling so bright
Squinting at summer sunsets sublime
Having a good time all of the time.

