Friday, June 26, 2015

My Tree House

Better in my head
than it is in the tree
more a to-be-read shed
of stories for me.

During my school year
I read all that I had to.
Now summer’s here
and I read what I want to.

No sawing or sanding
of boards to my tree
just hauling up books
skyward, closer to me.

Up a few branches
where  apples will ripen
fantasy flutters and
poetry happens.


Linda Mitchell
all rights reserved 6/26/15


1 comment:

  1. This is terrific, Linda! That last stanza, especially, is dreamy. I think you left your comment for me on a different post than you meant to, but I found it, and I found your blog and poem, so it's all good. Thanks for joining in! I've added your treehouse to the collection here: http://michellehbarnes.blogspot.com/2015/06/june-dmc-wrap-up-giveaway.html Enjoy your summer of reading what you want to. :)

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