Listless As a Lazy River

I’m listless as a lazy river barely lapping at the shore. I wanted once to find the ocean, but I don’t care any more. Would I even make a ripple if a stone were tossed my way? Even with the frogs and fishies I no longer wish to play. I’ve lost my course and lie inert inside my riverbed. Had I legs to help me run, I think they’d be as lead. So spiritless and dull am I. I’m like the kite I see motionless each breeze-less day, stuck and hanging from a tree. Languor sure did overtake me, for this humid, hot July sucked out all my energy. I think perhaps I’ll simply die. Posted Aug. 3, 2022 For Hilo Poet's Simile Poetry Contest Submitted Jan. 31, 2023 for Julia Ward's Your Favourite Rhyming Poem From The Second Half Of 2022 Poetry Contest