Not a Word

In the hot sultry summer sun
along the white sandy beach
she sat with pen in hand
as her toes wriggled in the sand

Touching her red ruby cheeks
kissed by the warm glowing sun
a day for  dreaming dreams
of islands in the streams

As the afternoon slowly drifts away
and the clouds come out to play
not a word was written that day
not one sentence to display.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2018

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Blown Avatar
August 7, 2018 at 1:45 PM
time...to be a dreamer
Laurie Avatar
July 15, 2018 at 8:27 PM
Hello Phyllis … these are the days when the scene is mightier than the pen. The verse can come later. Nicely written Phyllis - Lindsay. PS: in v1-l4 is it tones or toes? Either one fits nicely.
Babcock Avatar
July 15, 2018 at 10:25 PM
Thanks for pointing out and yes it should be toes. Appreciate you letting me know. love phyl
Andresen Avatar
July 7, 2018 at 6:23 AM
- I can see her sitting in her own thoughts ... lovely poem, Phyllis - Best wishes for a great weekend :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)
Babcock Avatar
July 12, 2018 at 1:52 PM
This is when the muse takes a holiday. lol Have a wonderful weekend. love phyl
Man Avatar
July 6, 2018 at 1:17 AM
Hi Phyllis.. I thoroughly enjoyed reading your well crafted write this evening. I always appreciate the giftings of a pen in the hand of a poet!
Babcock Avatar
July 6, 2018 at 4:51 PM
thanks for your comment has been a very dry writing time for me.I keep writing but nothing is sounding good to me at the moment. love phyl
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