“Grounded” by Richard McClellan

I am the echo of the past,

Bouncing through a dream.

Shadows hurry swiftly past,

Freezing like a winter stream.

I am the voice of reason.

Am I the foundation?

As the eagle rides the seasons,

I soar above with reservation.

Changes come and changes go,

Grounded like a power pole,

Bearing wires row by row,

Deep within the anchored hole.

Grounded through each change,

My foundation firmly set.

Moving forward to rearrange,

With devotion that won't forget.

Richard McClellan was born in Yellville, Arkansas (USA). He served in the U.S. Army, and has traveled the world including Japan, Korea, Portugal, Italy, Canada, and most of the lower 48 United States and Alaska. His favorite place that he has visited is the Azores Islands in the middle of the Atlantic ocean.

His hobbies include poetry, genealogy, motorcycling, crocheting, and knitting. Prior to an injury sustained in 2007, he enjoyed playing billiards, 8-ball and 9-ball competitively. His educational background includes a Bachelor's Degree in Electronics from SMSU and an Associates Degree in Electromechanical Technology from North Arkansas Community College. He's been writing poetry since 2011. He is a member of the Poetry Society of Vermont.