Turquoise water viewed through Ray-Ban lenses;
worn-out chaise fits my ass like a glove.
A perfect day, a feast for all my senses-
a beach breeze is blowing, only blue sky above.
A fine hot day, sweat rolls off my chest
and off the bottle of Corona in my hand.
All alone and relaxed, my mind is at rest-
just me, the ocean, sun, wind, and sand.
Then the alarm rings, and my eyes open wide;
momentarily disoriented, realization slow.
I look out my window at the deep drifts outside-
(sigh) just another damn day in January's snow.
Author notes
Prompt is "summertime"
Photo anonymous, google images
A contest entry
- Rhyme and Flow part 1 Summertime - 50,000 points series by cricketjeff.
8000 points, ended May 16, 51 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest - Summer Time by DavidTennantRocks.
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Comments
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Don't we all wish for the summer when its winter time. And vice versa in some cases.
really good write
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LOL I bet you love it when summer comes. Sounds like winter lasts a little too long. LOL I love the picture. Enjoyed the read! Thank you for entering my contest.
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Thank you for your fun entry in our contest, you painted a wonderful picture of everyone's perfect day by the beach (mine included) and then you spoiled it all by waking up!
This was a joy to read, thanks for putting this in our contest. We look forward to reading more from you in our further contest, please join us.
Sue and Jeff
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There is no place like your imagination..... You must have been on vacation (in your dreams) in January. we haven't had drifts of snow in years, so I know you werent here,lol. Best of luck to you in the contest
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