A woman is walking
her little black dog
in the drizzle
on this gray morning.
The 8:30 Amtrak Downeaster
whizzes by in the distance
taking commuters
to their workday in Boston.
I’m sitting on the couch
in my bathrobe
watching Andy Roddick
feign the direction
of his shot on this third
day of play at Wimbledon.
How lucky I am,
by virtue of summer vacation,
to be lazy in the middle
of the week. Soon, I’ll make
bacon and eggs for breakfast
while my husband
imp(ish)ly tries to cop a feel.
We’ll giggle as I swat
his hands away then, leisurely,
we’ll sip the pleasures of the day.
9 comments:
Great images.
Domestic tranquility and life care be so poetic. You captured that sense/feeling quite well.
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This was so sweet. i enjoyed reading it.
Lovely picture of a happy and playful couple. Made me smile. :)
What a delightful picture you paint in a few words!
A great place to be! Nice poem!
I liked the way you dodged around 'imply'
oh what a lovely place to be:)
the quiet wind blows
with whistles and sweet songs
with warm flows
i only wait with perfect longs
for the beauty and love of my life
to cherish and brighten the day
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