This morning started free like
a day in the country with
a walk to greet the sun over the Pacific ocean
and a creek full of water
blue woods and the kookaburra laughing
in the old elm tree
looking for koalas that may cross the highway
coaxing horses to give us rides
Playing with doggies and kitties
yes, the day started
slow and free like a day in the country
but ended like a day in the city
harried and guilty that
I hadn’t met my daily quota of poetry.
So here is prose pretending to be free verse.