Garden naps.

Posted: October 22, 2013 in Uncategorized

Quazism

Wednesday Afternoon
Summer sings harshly.
The day swallows my dark mood
and breathes lighter shades of blue into my
tongue.
On my back,slowly sinking into the soft grass
I reach up and become one with the sky.

The laughter of Purple orchids follow.
Petals swaying to
the music of a crisp breeze.
Drifting further away into
an unequaled calm

..and then

the phone rings
and jerks  me back into the
chaos of life

©Richard QuazRoodt(2011)

Image©Jinksy

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THIS POEM IS LINKED TO d’Versepoets Openlink night14  and  InTandem #14

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