More get-up-and-go than you’ll ever know …
No leisure lady, I’d be lost
To sit a spell with both hands crossed.
I’d stretch and then in one fell swoop,
Leap to my feet to close the loop.
Yea, half-done projects leave me sore
And empty promises, much more.
Sure, rest and ease enhance one’s state,
But what if duties fall too late?
Distraction may sound like a fault,
Attention lost by life’s assault.
Yet I contend a wand’ring mind
May lead to gems no others find.
So I will take my hurried pace,
The fits and starts, the winding race.
A busy life, with every turn,
Is no onlooker’s own concern.
c2017 by Linda Ann Nickerson
Image:
Adapted by this user from vintage artwork.
This poem was posted
in response to these prompts:
April A to Z Blog
Challenge
National Poetry
Writing Month / NaPoWriMo
Five-Minute
Friday: “empty”
Meme
Express: “close the loop”
#atozchallenge
#napowrimo
Visiting as your Five Minute Friday neighbor. Interesting take on the prompt. I always admire writers using poetry to weave a narrative. Have a Happy Easter
ReplyDeletei am not 'loath to linger' at your blog however after reading this post.. i think this is my first visit here and enjoyed this read..
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