A Home With Harbour Views

I have a home with harbour views.
I like to walk after the rains.
The TV’s turned on to the news.
My body’s full of pains.

I’ve slept and slept until the walls
Echo with softness at my groans.
I’ve slept hard through the distant calls
And motorcars with drones.

So frowning, if I must get up,
I blanket-wrap myself,
And pour away the coffee cup,
And tidy-up the shelf.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2017

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November 28, 2017 at 11:04 PM
A very powerful poem, Aniemeka.
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November 28, 2017 at 10:56 PM
Very good flow & rhythm.
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December 13, 2019 at 10:17 PM
Thank you for your comments, Afzal. I will be happy to pay your poems a visit too.
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