A Meaningful Prize

A Meaningful Prize

I see me

surrounded by faithful friends

who allow me to feel free.

I standstill

while the branches swish and sway.

Watch until I have my fill.

The clear cold

water washes my worries

out and I slip their choke hold.

Peace of mind

is mine, a meaningful prize.

One I am grateful to find.

This poem is written in an Irish form--treochair.

Links

Her Art: Who Does She Think She Is? March 15 Opening

Her Art Artists: Who Do They Think They Are?

Sandra Moran Radio Book Club

Natural Companions Video

Art of Improvisation Video Aug. 31

Jazz Improv and Poetry Video April 5 

Kansas Time + Place

Poetic Asides

Academy of American Poets Poem-A-Day