By John Swainston
PROMPT — Joy is ...
Visited many places in my life.
There are those that I remember
and some forgotten or wish I could.
There is a place I visited where my
whole body experienced both joy
and my soul filled to overflowing.
A redwood forest:
Smell of Redwood trees, Gods
perfume.
Looking at General Sherman,
one of the tallest trees in the world –
275 feet.
Taste the breeze on your lips.
Listen to the singing birds, unseen.
Hug a tree, feel the bark, rough and
deep red in color.
When you need a Soul Mechanic you
can find yours in Nature.
John L. Swainston started writing poetry to cope with feelings of isolation during COVID. He learned the craft by taking Zoom classes in poetry and writing at Turning Point, a support organization. His first published poem was by Journal of Expressive Writing. He is a member of The Mystic Poet Society, The Writers Place, and The Kansas City Writers Group. He has had other poem published with three awards. His first book of poems, Memory Box, was published in Spring, 2022 (johnswainstonpoet.com). John is a retired Finance Executive, College Adjunct Professor, and Army Veteran. He writes from Gardner, KS.
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