Boredom signals time for a change.


Says He’s Bored

He says he’s bored out of his tree
Trees are to be climbed and gotten out of
Boredom is as good an excuse as any
Drop lightly off that last branch and look up

Peace here in the quiet of isolated culture
Sometimes good to be away from known things
Relationships carry that taint as well,
to slide behind quiet thoughtful foreign eyes

Not always enough to admire the writing,
wondering at the skill of words laid so easily to page
What takes his breath away is not the rhyme or meter,
but the bravery of standing naked with the truth

Poetry Collection: Corner of My Mind
This poem is included in
Jim Freeman’s
poetry collection

CORNER OF MY MIND
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