Bare Footles
You lose
your muse?
Suggest
a rest
Take time
to climb,
or dig
a big
deep hole,
or stroll
through trees
in breeze
beneath
green leaf,
search sky,
ask why,
or choose
no shoes
or socks
and walk,
bare feet,
grass greet.
Be awed
by God,
just rest,
be blessed,
infused,
amused.
All’s right,
so write
with pen
again.
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for the A Brian Strand Premiere Choice Poetry Contest
sponsored by Brian Strand
written on 05/10/2022
Copyright © Jeff Kyser | Year Posted 2022
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