Tuesday 30 June 2009

What a Great Evening

I've just spent the evening at a performance by people with learning difficulties.  It was fabulous!  Some of the dance and physical theatre pieces were really moving.

I have decided to post another Poem.  I am still working on the previous one, but this is another for your perusal.

Sleeping Fish

 

Brilliant sunshine frolics on the bed sheets 

sending shivers of envy through the bodies beneath,

enlivened shapes playfully dance and sway

to the rhythm of the sun’s drum.

 

Lavender air drifts in light waves through

the open window kissing the light drapes sending

them skittering across the parquet floor.

 

Long arms caress in the silky warmness

as sleepy minds drift between worlds,

 

just one moment before day begins.

1 comment:

glnroz said...

why is it that the best "rest" is those few minutes before having to hit the trail?
nice poem