gentle breeze whispers
sacred soft grasshopper lullabies
they drift in my window
making the curtains dance and the
shiny plastic blades of the window fan
spin lazily
green grass fresh and soft with dew
heated by the sun send soft sweet aromas
mixing with summer barbeque and
slightly coated with the memory of rain
water tastes electric on
warm summer days slight perspiration
rolling along the hairline
as naptime arrives and the world is refreshingly
at peace.
1 comment:
Both this poem and the one preceding it firmly establish your exceptional ability to capture the lazy-everyday and make it beautiful and significant. I absolutely love it.
Just so I'm doing more than heaping praise on you, however-- I want to see more! I want to see plenty of other arenas and subjects become the focus of your unique creative lens!
Keep up the good work. ;)
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