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How could this be
so comfortable...
instant relaxation
like a cocoon of
soothing blue
plenty of room to
spread out
I can see the clouds scooting by
through the tree branches
this is such a
simple decadence
that I could get used to
oh, wait...
I think I'm already spoiled
by this hammock
The only thing that would
make It better is if I
emerged from it as a
beautiful butterfly.
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About the Creator
Colleen Walters
Just a girl who likes to write poems, usually inspired by events and people in my Florida life.. Always be you, because you are awesome. You matter. You are enough.. β€οΈ
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A Dart at Dusk
Seconds ago, the sullen sun set on the two of usβ¦ my exuberant furry companion and me. A fresh breeze embraces us, delivering welcome relief from the dayβs oppressive heat. His typical stumbling and staggering along β apace with a sloth β has turned into trip-trapping, high-stepping, almost skipping along.
By Angie the Archivist ππͺΆ4 days ago in Petlife
Comments (3)
Ahh, this is pure cozy bliss! π¦ I love the way you capture that hammock-haven feeling. Plus, I sooo loved your pictures!! π
Ah what a wonderful experience! Loved your poem and photos!
Beautiful!