Poet's Words, Inspired From Picture In a Book

Poet's Words, Inspired From Picture In A Book There in ancient times, a high rocky ridge surrounded by enchanted forest green. To cross over to it, a rock arch bridge much as a great painted artistic scene. From Nature had this true beauty been made with only immense power it can wield. Time and erosion, red color given shades far below, sunlit flowers in meadow fields. Poet's words, inspired from picture in a book and all the history stored in his head. There he lay sleeping in a rocky nook as if resting upon a feathered bed. What more could one want to ink flying words about sailing ships on restful blue seas? Or the beauty of colorful, flying birds, sweet as the golden honey of honey bees. In his mind's eye the nook is left behind he treks in the forest to scenes anew. Dawn's morning showers gifted treasures to find matters not if it will be only a few. Finding the meadow, its flowers in full bloom he sat with pen and paper in ready hand. He fills page as if decorating a room hearing Nature's music from its own band. Task done, the book he slowly laid aside reviewed his words as true, found all is well. Content, away on sailing ship he rides resting his poet's hand for a brief spell. 2-18-2018