Month Of Ridiculous Heat, July. I Sit N My Kitchen Enjoying My 2nd Cup Of Coffee.
Early Morning Natural Music, Outside Particularly, Keeps Me @ My Usual Mellow.
Window, I'm Kinda Staring @, Is Open. I'm Waiting On A Very Good Summer Breeze.
Sneeze & Bless Myself. Yeah, That Ol' Corona Virus Is Still Going Around.
Sound After Sound Of The Busy 'Hood Making Me Wonder: What The Heck Is Up With This Thursday?
Hey, I Say, 2 The Big Ol' Moth That Just Flew N My Window.
No, I Ain't Worried About It. My Country Cousin Taught Me All About Them When We Were Younger.
Closer Then Farther, The Moth Flies N My Direction, Until It Lands On My Coffee Cup After I've Had The Last Drop. I Laugh.
Stiff 40 Something Knees Start Sending Me Elsewhere 2 Find The "Icy Hot" I Know I Got Somewhere.
Stare @ My Pretty Company 4 Another Moment Before I Leave. I Laugh Again. I'm Leaving The Kitchen Smiling & Shaking My Head @ The Moth.
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Author:
Broken Ankh (Pseudonym) (
Offline) - Published: July 22nd, 2022 11:47
- Comment from author about the poem: Hopefully, Something Polite & Quaint.
- Category: Nature
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Comments1
A day in the life.
It sounds like you have found peace - at least for one Thursday in July.
Nice thoughts, thanks for sharing. Wishing you the best (and maybe another fine cup of coffee) today.
-Lolly
lol Thanks Deeply, Lolly, 4 Reading. Peace, Love, & Blessings. Much Luck, Fellow Poet.
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