Dusted down and then stored
away,
The usual regularity is now
reclining.
Monumental efforts transfer
modes,
Spirits land between here
and there.
Enthusiasm grips the
wanderlust desire,
Lethargy tugs at tiredness
in one’s mind.
Promises seek to respond
to the reward,
Far-away fields reveal a
pleasant ambiance.
Immersing and embracing a
new language,
Scents and tastes infiltrate
this adventure.
Enhancement adds a hint of
embellishment,
Experiences afford a
bouquet of newness.
A calming collective
positions itself within,
Dawn and dusk merely sneak
into daily view.
Routines are back in
another time and place,
This other world simply captures
and refreshes.
©Copyright Eileen T O’Neill 30/06/2014
You always seem to top yourself Eileen, and you seem to have done it once again here. Beautiful poem as always :-)
ReplyDeleteYes, I think the same as Keith, Eileen. Such a beautiful and smooth write!
ReplyDeleteRoutines are back in another time and place,
ReplyDeleteThis other world simply captures and refreshes.
Knock off the routines and look forward to the new horizons and live life to the fullest again. It is good to have such inclination Eileen!
Hank
Hi Eileen
ReplyDeleteIt's so nice to be reading your poetry again.
This poem made me feel a wonderful sense of calmness.
Wonderfully penned.