Lazy Afternoon
LAZY AFTERNOON
Heady with scented freshness,
The drowsily flowing river
Glides through a sun-skimmed
Summer's simmering day -
As outpoured wine to be savoured,
Together with the static, fevered tones
Of a hot, unquenchable breeze,
Slow-meandering in its languid state,
Unhurried by the lazy afternoon's stillness,
Spent in the somnolent embrace
Of a weighted, swaying hammock,
Where the beat of time seems suspended.
Copyright © Bill Drayton | Year Posted 2022
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