Troubled mind… I need a holiday,
pleased we planned this get away.
Dad and I and brother too, casting out the lines,
fishing off the jetty, remember these good times!
A westerly arrives from the great southern sea,
flowering gums, distort vision, from our balcony.
A gentle breeze steals a monarch as it floats,
I scan far horizons, but I see no Fisher’s boats.
A pin cushion Hakea, distant view now forgotten,
Honey suckers quarrelling, over blossom pollen.
Breakfast bowl empty, all bran now happily eaten,
no deadlines today, stress for now is well beaten.
A distant crow call echoes, a warbling of magpies,
nature calls me back again, but so too all these flies!
Warm sun, rolling surf, laughter, and many games.
left well back at work today, all my troubled remains.
Finally my mind well rested, my patience is recharged,
short holidays are my number 1, best stress-discharge!
By combining Poetry into a photograph you get POETPICS or PHOTOPOETRY.
A phrase of philosophy integrated into a photograph = PHILOETRY
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See how this and other poems play a part in the Story 'Finding Harvey’, crafting another dimension of creative writing = 3D-Poetry.