I Prefer Sitting In An Old, Comfortable Armchair

I prefer
Sitting in an old, comfortable armchair,
Reading traditional rhyme
As my clock’s regular chime
Speaks of a more ordered time,
To the idea that we must
Forever thrust
Towards some utopian goal
Where my soul
Is nothing when
Compared to the common good
Of collective men.
I would
Rather sit in my armchair
Or, out of my window stare
not at some abstract “common good”
But at a fine old tree
That will outlast me
Unless some vandal destroy that tree
In the name of a better society,
That will never be.

4 thoughts on “I Prefer Sitting In An Old, Comfortable Armchair

  1. debbiejonesalwaysamused

    Very thought-provoking, Kevin. Life travels at such a fast pace nowadays, it’s so much nicer to slow things down as often as possible, and appreciate the simpler things around us. It’s so easy to miss or take for granted the sights, sounds, smells, etc of our surroundings, especially those that communicate something to us a bit more naturally. There’s a time and place for technology & the fast world, but not all the time.

    1. K Morris Poet Post author

      Thank you for your comment, Debbie. Yes technology has an important place but it should remain our servant not our master. Also “progress” is, I believe one of the most overused words in the English language. Best wishes – Kevin


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