no good were the rucksacks from Tuesday afternoon.
fragile reminders of forest forts,and magic tricks.
folded away, forgotten like
the tepid tranquil locket in my sister’s top

drawer---claims ee inspired her(Never,capitalize)
words
wealth
windows of opportunity

ensue the missed fortune that’s taking a break.
occasions like obstacles
like the river
like the hills
like landmines
adjusting the kingdom.
chances are drawbridges or
stumbling blocks and barriers of
possibilities and anticipation.
monumental castles and adjoining log cabins,
the raw pecking orders.

shore up your nearest and dearest
to    lower case
memorial mountain.
out of harm’s way with tiptoes of an
ostensible signature claim to fame.

(EE Cummings couldn’t have found the words)