A Slow Drink Humming
A slow drink humming
The golden sunshine over a sea so calm all crystal blue
A white flying seagull soaring higher than a helium balloon
I smoke a cigarette as the face of the moon came into my view
A long tall drink of a cocktail made with some whisky and a little Caribbean juice
This boat comes chugging into the harbour and I start a humming as the palm trees blew
My beautiful woman sitting on the sand looking to see the sun setting over the rocks past the orange wavy dunes
I can’t stop humming to the sound of the water and the visions of the colours in my perfect hue
A fire is burning on the beach and the food is served up to everyone as they get drunk on the day that they once knew
I’m a man just sitting here watching as the world keeps on turning so I’ll guess I’ll keep drinking and a humming till the morning comes again a shining through?
Copyright © Peter Kiggin | Year Posted 2013
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