A POET TAKES THE DAY OFF

A Poet Takes the Day Off

Gone today: 

Bird watching sessions,

leisurely conversations

with the back porch muse

and critter news.

Inspiration Point, special events,

can you hold your effects,

issue rain checks?

I travel today with more intent,

unrelaxed –

less wander, less wonder.

I have given my eyes and ears,

my nose for the noise of words

the morning off.

Sent to recharge and

return refreshed,

they disappeared

without committing a time to me –

reserving, I surmise,

their usual element of surprise.

                                                                              

So here I am

with unpoetic urgency –         

and uncharacteristic zip.

The change refreshes,

this mission trip. 

Let them watch me for a change,

conjure their own verses.                                                                                                                  

My wife’s car needs oil

and the appointment is

at ten.                   

Dennis R. Keefe,

5/19/08