The sky was dappled Like a Monet masterpiece The characters in her world She wished to release The noises in her head Just would not cease
She had not been ready When her world came crashing down Leaving her hurt and confused Betrayed by that clown Stripped of her confidence Shunned by the town
Wandering to the water’s edge She found her magical place On the river bank under the tree Where she would find grace Fumbling with her feelings She practiced her poker face
Her determination her cynosure She returned to her home Rifling through his things with a fine-tooth comb she found the evidence in a cup of Styrofoam
There it was in plain sight A locket for his lover Bearing his and her initials What a thing to discover Outraged she knew what to do She would blow his cover
Quickly she packed his bags dumping them outside the locksmith came She felt fortified He came a-knocking at the door Not at home, she replied
The simplicity of the day A walk in the park Dog by my side Who cares if she barks Breathe in the fresh air take in the sights flowering bushes the hazy morning light
Camera in my pocket Capturing things I now see Once too busy to notice Seeing the beauty of a tree Stimulating visions of nature With a coterie doing likewise Exchanging traditional greetings With new friendships to initialize
Sitting at the gazebo Spotting some birds Writing down my findings Making poetry from my words Simple activities of daily life Fulfilling and pleasurable Enhancing, enriching Its gift immeasurable
