My Simple Pleasures
My Simple Pleasures
With a sweeping of colors,
l can imagine places in my mind
And display a world of imagination
Converted to canvas
With my hand like a wave brushing fantasy into reality.
And as I turn the pages of another author's soul
I can interchange my world with wonderment
Of someone else’s hand creating art with words.
And I am lost once again
Listening to the sweet sounds of melody
Waving through the air
Competing with the finches and the mockingjay
Replicating the notes and connecting the lines
Of times gone by.
And I am lost in the sweet sensation of
Two best friends, Ben and Jerry
Who entertain my pallette with a
Fudgy, salty, sweet and creamy delight
That can only be attacked by a spoon
Hopefully in more than one sitting
Unless it has been a bad day
Or it’s raining outside
Or it’s just Tuesday.
And when it's Saturday
I love to stretch out and sit
With my sweet Chubby Hubby
Handing over the remote to his control
And watch an hour or two of someone else’s
Fictional life unfolding before me
While the room fills with the lingering aroma
Of the tiny kernels in my bowl
That have burst into this addiction
Hot and buttery
And better when shared with my best friend.
Copyright © Debbie Martinez | Year Posted 2020
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