Daydreamer

Daydreamer

The map shows the terrain

hilly areas, scattered trees

A place you would like to walk.

You may meet some animals

some sheep, maybe goats.

They make milk here,

neighbors are proud of the creamery.

There is a shepherd

a young boy, daydreamer

his mind has to escape once in a while.

You can talk to him.

note: The poem is originally posted in my other blog: https://simpleimages2.wordpress.com

Chess and its discontents

I am playing a lot of chess. I find it difficult to write poetry when I am playing a lot of chess games.

I am reading firstlight, an old book by Sue Monk Kidd.