This poem takes a different route from much of my usual poetry. It begins with the word “incessant” and carries this meaning throughout the poem with various synonyms. Using free verse, the number of syllables remains consistent with seven in the odd-numbered lines and ten in the even-numbered ones. Thanks for reading and enjoy!
Early in the morning’s peace
Welcoming the incessant quietness
Predawn light creates shadows
Enjoying their unending playfulness
Cool, crisp air signals autumn
Witnessing the season’s ceaseless nature
Solitary doe walks nearby
Looking for tender grass, endless craving
Neighbor walking her collie
Moving with an uninterrupted pace
Front porch provides morning roost
Dreaming now of countless, unbroken thoughts
Past memories parade on by
Watching an ongoing video show
Former students fill the room
Flourishing with unflagging attention
Grandchildren always gather
Hearing constant laughter, bringing a smile
North wind gusts with icy chill
Feeling winter biting with nonstop bliss
Frigid cold invades the porch
Warming now, by persistent fireplace flames
Life has been kind, a blessing
Spending everlasting time with our Lord
Originally published September, 2020.
Big Sky Buckeye 
How clever! and a wonderful use of those synonyms.
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Linda, thank you for sharing your enthusiasm for synonyms. Where would a poet be without them?
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It’s always a good thing to sit back to remember all the days gone by to see the blessings that God has showered on us
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Indeed! We need to take an occasional pause to show gratitude toward our Father. Eileen, thank you so much for sharing.
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Love this poem and all of the synonyms for incessant. God’s love is incessant so ending with the Lord is fitting.
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Blessings Vickie. Thank you for sharing appreciation for the Lord’s fitting place in this poem.
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We need more front porches so we can witness God’s handiwork as it unfolds. Fabulous poem. 🙂
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What an unusual poem! I like that the last incessant refers to our Lord. 🙏🏻
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Blessings Susan. It seemed entirely appropriate to allow the Lord to complete the circle.
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Such an enlightening and calming poem.
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Elaine, thank you for sharing your perspective with this poem. We can all appreciate enlightening moments, sharpened with calmness.
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You’re welcome. Well spoken.
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