Treasure Island

Adalie Hettie

(05-24-1979 / Baton Rouge)

The Farm

A place to let my mind wander
My thoughts flow freely
My body moves toward the trees
Listening to the autumn songs
Kicking around the dying leaves
A slight breeze teasing
Leaning back against the old oak
The feel of something brewing
Grass still wet from the early morning dew
The sun is peaking
Sweet smells everywhere
And the air releases
So smoothly it flows
Everywhere it may blow
My mind is lost in the beauty of the sky
Fingering the cloud formation
Everything seems right
Doing nothing quickly
My body not moving, lying about so shy
Knowing nothing of the clock
Not caring if it’s ticking

Submitted: Tuesday, March 30, 2010
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  • Michael Brock (4/18/2010 9:33:00 AM)

    A carefree day, wonderfully written. I love nature, it always gives to me more than I could ever give back. Mother nature is always there for us, you sang her praise and gave us a wonderful poem of lightness... Time and enough

    thanks for sharing
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