Jerry T Curtis Poet Rhyme

Simple Pleasures

Jan 17, 2016


Simple Pleasures "What are they?"
I guess I've long forgotten
It seems my pleasures stem today
From things that I have boughten

I used to love the mountain air
At least I think I did
With the morning mist each day
And all the magic that it hid

But now the air smells stale and faint
A struggle to inhale
It makes me sneeze and often wheeze
My friends say I look pale

Why can't I run just for fun
Splashing feet  in mud filled puddles
Seeing faces in the clouds
Feeling solace, as we cuddle


We're  going back tomorrow
Leaving all this stuff behind
And live among the mountain tops
Making simple pleasures, mine

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Robert Nehls February 1, 2016 at 6:37 AM Hi Jerry. The simple pleasures are an ever changing thing but some of the really great ones are hard to leave behind. Well written, my friend, I enjoyed it.... Robert.

CayCay Godwin January 18, 2016 at 8:24 PM I enjoyed this, Jerry - focus on whatever still does the thing, right? Witty ... CayCay

Tim Smith January 18, 2016 at 4:04 AM A simple pleasure is reading some of your poems or a warm breeze as the temps dip below 0 Fahrenheit this morning.

Lindsay Laurie January 17, 2016 at 11:07 PM And it shouldn't cost you a cent Jerry apart from the oxygen tank and mask - another fine one Jerry - Lindsay

Thump Drag January 17, 2016 at 7:57 PM Nice one, Jerry!

Sharon Gulley January 17, 2016 at 7:35 PM Awesome write, Jerry.....Sharon : )