Maine Vacation Poem by Joseph M Donatelli

Red white and blue the flag
Flapping idle in the breeze dew
Stands out from the long gray porch
In the misty warm of an August morn
The point In summer whispers lazy songs

And I imprint with the spiritual
Helpful glint of god content
To idle here where people whisper
In sensed respect of there own nature
My soul fills with quiet good

My tense mind so focused at home
Disorganizes my mind roams
Freely to the anywhere forgoing care
And back and forth across the tide
Flows enjoyment by the old roadside

And my free verse usually tight unwinds
Seeks to reach but fails to find
Staggered by the summer sunshine
Pounding surf and salt sea breeze
It wonders round and round