John Fleming Poet Sonnet

All That Constitutes a Receptive Mind

Grey dawn was retreating from my
  Front gate.
I looked upon its obvious distress;
And, slinking away as the new day 
  Breaks...
Its all too apparent old weariness.
What strange compunction pulls on 
  Us to pause
At the sudden insistence of a whim?
This, which, seemingly, without any 
  Cause,
Rising upwards from very deep within;
Would I have tarried but too long a 
  While
I feared I might undo the fragile spell...
But in that brief moment was 
   Reconciled --
With childlike innocence where 
   Wonder dwells!
And God forbid that time should 
  Undermine...
All that constitutes a receptive 
  Mind.

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Winged Warrior April 11, 2020 at 10:46 AM A very powerful and pensive verse my friend...hope you are keeping safe...best wishes & Happy Easter...from the Wingster :o) John Fleming August 29, 2025 at 10:04 AM Thank you, Winged Warrior. i hope you are in good spirits. :) john

Connie Marcum Wong March 30, 2020 at 2:00 AM Your writing has had a pensive feeling to it lately John. I hope this Covid-19 is not too much of a burden my friend. I long to shop again and miss it so that I actually enjoyed shopping for food we needed. It felt good to get out of the house. xxoo John Fleming August 29, 2025 at 9:59 AM You are indeed a very dear person, Connie. I hope you are safe and sound. :) john