James Edward Lee Sr. Poet Imagism

Read Book Dropping-

I am in my recliner grasp book in hand-
I live to read my eyes jauntily bound blinks opens shuts.
My thought are on verse.
But what comes first.
A yawn from my inners to my throat.
Witnessing now attempts to yawn, sleep in chair look,  I drop my book...

8/18/19
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Caren Krutsinger September 10, 2019 at 9:46 AM I get so irritated when my body lets me down, and I wake up startled with a TV show playing, and an I-pad on my lap. I have dropped it on the floor too. This reminds me of that.

Darlene De Beaulieu September 9, 2019 at 7:33 AM Hello James Edward Lee Sr. you should read in bed that way when you fall asleep the book does not have far to fall. Have a blessed day my dear friend.