Sitting in the castle window, breezes flowing like a melody, Book, half open on my lap, notebook open under my pen, letting the stories escape at last, out of my mind and onto page. Places I can only dream come alive in swirls of ink, dancing beneath my fingers. Giving life where before was barren, sharing my imaginary friends with the world, relaxed in my stone fortress, safe from life’s stormy harbors and jagged rock and hard place pains. A knight in shining armor standing guard at the door, disturb me not, he will ensure. A sword with blue bejeweled hilt hangs at the ready for me to wield, wicked as any pen, though perhaps, not as mighty. Content to bask, at least for a moment, in the peace and quiet stillness, silence like a melody playing in the wind – a song of the high tower. Jealous perhaps, if only for a moment, of Rapunzel in her peaceful respite. A perfect day, writing away, all the mysterious adventures tilting at windmills in the deep recesses of my mind. The ideal life of a writer, at least, for a day. Or two.
Donna M. Monnig has published numerous books of poetry including Escaping Destiny, Thoughts on Exhibit, Keeper of the Dead, Take the Leap, and Echoes of Time, as well as the children's book Chasing Ghosts. View more of her work at www.dragonshieldpress.com, www.donnamonnig.com, and her author's page on Amazon.