Impromptu and with Ease
Westminster bells
partition through the air
to orient for place
a pacing in the hours
and cockcrows wake
to first ordain the dawn
with much the surety
of rows of daffodils
unclenching in the sun
it is a gentle doing
it is not blast ordained
like thunder lightning storm
from heavy-lidded clouds
decreeing lines for rain
oh, let us dance…my love
impromptu and with ease
to relegate our days
in measured roundelay
Bonnie Marshall
Artwork: Vincent van Gogh
“Wheat Fields in Rain” 1889
Proem... 
Impromptu dancing? Why not? I’m a terrible dancer, so I am more prone to breaking out in impromptu singing. 🙂
In relative isolation, who knows? Yet both feel good. Smiles.
Yes, there is a real benefit, in my view, to being spontaneous and not having everything planned out.
How wonderful to read you back, Bonnie; I spied the word ‘recovery’ in your tags, am I to read significance in ‘inpromptu’ and ‘ease’ …?
Feels good to publish, Mark. I missed my Word Press community. Life choices interfered. Smiles…