Ticket to Tranquil

Having just gotten over a cold, I long for more days of just sitting in this antique chair.....sipping my hot tea.....without a care in the world. :)

Long, sluggish day,

I say,

As I enter

the room where my rocking chair lives--

She patiently waits

In her pinstripes of plum,

For the moment

I visit and give.

To give of myself

On her cushions so quaint;

To think,

As I unload my day.

I rock back and forth

On her old, oaken legs.

She’s an oracle,

guiding my way.

She beckons me blindly

No words and no rules,

Just a minute to sit and surrender…..

To travel to “tranquil”

No cost and no fare;

A free ticket

To daydream

In my rocking chair.

Author's Note

personification of my favorite chair......silly I guess, but whatever.......photo from danheller.com

Reviews

[captain]

a relaxing write, wonderful work!

[Avocations of Amber]

I'm playing catch-up this week on the cafe.....thank you very much for reading and leaving a comment, Captain :)

[captain]

your most welcome miss.

[Ellen Hammond]

Such a delightful poem! Nice rhyming scheme and I really like how you personified the chair as someone who listens and allows you to think freely. when I was growing up, most homes had a rocking chair which no doubt served a similar purpose. Rocking can also relieve pain and so I wish they made a rocking wheelchair. lol

[Avocations of Amber]

thank you, Ellen :)

[rnuff]

Now this is amazing, like this write alot

[Avocations of Amber]

thanks for reading, Kim!

[Distant horizons]

Now I want one :-)
Sounds wonderful.

[Avocations of Amber]

you simply must have one..... >;-p

[Poetic Beauty]

Ahh one of those quiet relaxing moments when the world falls away and our minds are allowed to drift freely in the directions we so choose.

[Avocations of Amber]

yes....I just love those moments.....:)

[Poetic Beauty]

I love those moments too. Its like reading a book. You get transported to a different time and place.

[Avocations of Amber]

I know....that's how I was able to cope with my childhood, haha....

[Poetic Beauty]

we all have our escapes from unpleasant times in our lives. I was a daydreamer and a book reader.