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Monday, July 29, 2019

Lounging Lakeside




Lap of lake lulls;
pulls us into pure purposelessness
 

Slap of sea-song slides;
glides like a hymn of happiness


Hint of wind-wisp rifles;
trifles with a green- leaf clock


Glint of silver bobbing;
lobbing diamonds to the dock


Traffic made of ripples;
stipples hazy, lazy bars


Laughter wafts;
soft petals skimming a blue lake of stars

© Janet Martin


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I hope you enjoyed your pause on this porch and thank-you for your visit!