And now I have a sturdy place to go.
A place to watch the forest grow.
Sit long enough, and quiet enough, and you will wonder so:
Who is watching who grow? #construction#poetry#deconstructing
A tough toil,
In untrod soil,
Hit a few roots,
Had a few hoots,
Something created a great path,
(An energy blast yeilding a fast gash slash of machete and hedge trimmer en masse,
A flury of measuring, CAD, tapes, and a rebar cap at last!
It was a veritable forest smash,
Shovels, rocks, sticks, then CRASH!)
End mild fugue state, I liked the aftermath.
a quick-access pack
encapsulates my lacks,
going forth and back
beneath my feet, the track,
a steady pace through ramshackled hacks,
a trip of trapse, tread, and relax