Windship Fancy

To lose a day to ennui
Is an abhorrent loss to me

To idle through a waking day
And never leave the path to stray

Where no one else's mind has trod
Thinking thoughts like seeds in pods

That germinate and grow to be
the waves that froth beneath my lee

As my vessel charges full and bye
towards lost horizons 'neath a sky

Of cerulean blue and popcorn cloud
I sing in riots of rounds out loud

To thank my God that I may be
Alive this day of fantasy

Poetry by josephus The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2018-12-19 at 03:56

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one trick pony The PoetBay support member heart!
I couldn't agree more, and couldn't have expressed this 'fancy' half so well. I cannot abide time poorly spent.

Well-wrought couplets!

Kathy Lockhart The PoetBay support member heart!
I love the rhythm, the whimsy, light and freedom this gives me as I read it. This sparks and enlivens my senses as well.
Thanks for sharing.