A connector of worlds,
bare of all but view.
of plank floor,
and a ray of sun
across the sill.
the only boundary
that keeps the calm blue sky
and its cotton-
from claiming the room
where a straight-backed chair
with its memories.
This poem was inspired by a picture at The Power of Story blog,
a smorgasbord of wit and whimsy, scripture, prose, poetry, photography
and always, always healthy servings of humor and wisdom. You will find
the picture here… https://mitchteemley.com/2019/11/22/windows/#jp-carousel-44925
I hope it inspires you to write your own piece of poetry or prose and I hope you will
check out the rest of the site. The url for the site is: https://mitchteemley.com/
The post where the picture appears is titled Windows, and dated November 22. It is all