Notes About The Poem
To be in nature remote, alone is to enter a portal
into another realm unknown 
written by _Constance La France
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Imagine
I imagined a tree house in the forest for every season,
creating my own perfect 'portal'- a doorway magical;
I want the creativity of 'tangible' greenery and wild life,
to be one with the birds and the branches and leaves.
So, I 'navigate' through waters and tangled vines,
with all my supplies and tools and people to help;
we found a tall strong tree and I realize my 'revelation',
my epiphany- to build a high tree house in nature.
I will 'patronize' this lofty tree house alone or with others,
oh, for months this had been my 'fixation' and infatuation;
at first, the idea seemed too 'spontaneous'- a silly idea,
but it had come unbidden arousing me to make it so.
I was curious and captivated with being part of nature,
now, I am full of 'intrigue' within my tree anytime;
oh- to be in the green or white of nature and view it all,
now, I can dwell with all the unfolding seasons of the year . . .
" . . . to photograph, sketch, paint or just watch the unfolding. "
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January 24, 2020
Poetry/Verse/Imagine
Copyright Protected, ID 20-1219-231-03
All Rights Reserved, 2020, Constance La France
Written for the contest, Eight Word Challenge
sponsor, John Hamilton
Third Place
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