Why do we have to over-think
Why can’t we just accept
The simple things that strike us first
That senses intercept
To take face value for its worth
To sit back and relax
And leave analysis alone
Give scrutiny the axe
For there’s a place to probe and to
Critique; evaluate
But sometimes when we’ve dug so deep
It’s really then too late
To see the sights; to smell the smells
To hear, to touch, to feel
The world just as it simply is
Just there – just now – just real!
Cerulean
Enlightened soul
I am released
Soaring across the sky
Airborne
This is the beginning of our “Lincolnshire Skies” project using photographs of the wonderful skies that we have across Lincolnshire and connecting with the feelings that they induce – we’ll categorise each poem in this series “Lincolnshire Skies” for easy access from the side menu. This was written using the Elfje poetry form introduced to me my fellow blogger, Richard at http://richardankerswrites.wordpress.com. If you would like to read more check out Richard’s blog or visit Libby’s blog at http://simplyelfje.wordpress.com
Ginz&Tonic 