Photo courtesy of Llano Lodge
Lazy Poet’s Lament
Waking from prescription sleep,
I move through molasses to the window.
Entranced by the fog, fields
smudged and damp with not-quite-vapor,
“I’ll write,” I think, anticipating
peace on a page.
But I’m too slow. By the time coffee’s ready
my cocoon
is desiccated by sunrise,
swept away by wind,
housekeepers hell-bent
on tidying up the morning.
Harsh new clarity exposes
neglected chores that glitter with guilt.
A strand of spider-spun silk
arcs gently in the breeze,
an elegant tether from tree to earth.
Screw it.
I smile and put pen to paper.
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Mar 22, 2013 @ 15:47:36
poem – sassy and caffeiny
photo – absolutely beautiful, absolutely beautiful
Mar 22, 2013 @ 18:40:13
Thank you for reading and commenting, and for reminding me to give credit where credit’s due. The photo is courtesy of http://www.onewirenet.com/llano/images/Scenery/foggy%20morning.jpg.
Mar 26, 2013 @ 18:22:36
nothing like a languid rising from slumber. love it! Also, there’s nothing like a little caffeine to slowly sharpen the senses and the imagination.
reminded me of: http://wp.me/pYeWf-y0 See the last 100 word piece towards the bottom.
Mar 26, 2013 @ 19:47:02
Thanks for the link – I liked it! I ended up reading all of them and they’re very good. Nicely done!