L Milton Hankins Poet Light Verse

Sunday Afternoon Nap

A steamy Sunday late afternoon
I shall succumb to a nap very soon
And let the world go where it may
As I on my couch, comatose, lay
Dreaming of mysteries unsolved
Life’s quandaries yet unresolved
My reveries are soon interrupted
My superb solutions are corrupted
When kitchen smells waft through
I shout, “What’s for dinner? Stew?”


written July 14, 2021

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Caren Krutsinger July 16, 2021 at 7:24 AM I love naps; it is a wonderful avenue to new poetry and painting ideas! "Dreaming of mysteries unsolved" Oh, yes! L Milton Hankins July 16, 2021 at 8:19 AM Thanks for the read, Caren.

David Mchattie July 14, 2021 at 7:47 PM I hate taking naps, I feel like crap afterwards. But I do remember Sunday dinners at my Mom's house and the wonderful smells emanating from the kitchen. I miss that. Stay well my friend. L Milton Hankins July 14, 2021 at 7:55 PM Thanks, David. Actually, they aren't very helpful to a good night's sleep. Thanks, David.

Gershon Wolf July 14, 2021 at 6:01 PM Heh, heh! Sounds familiar; resonates with me... Am so glad that the last word was not spelled 'Stu!' Cheers, Gershon L Milton Hankins July 14, 2021 at 7:46 PM Thanks for the read, Gershon. Me too. Have a good weekend.

Barbara Peckham July 14, 2021 at 5:59 PM Delightful and well rhymed. I can feel the afternoon and smell the stew! L Milton Hankins July 14, 2021 at 7:46 PM Thank you, Barbara, for your kind remarks. I'm glad you enjoyed it.

Beryl Edmonds July 14, 2021 at 4:45 PM There’s nothing like a comfy couch and an afternoon nap, especially when you wake and dinner is ready. Enjoyed the read, Belle L Milton Hankins July 14, 2021 at 7:47 PM So true, Belle, however nowadays, I'm the one who cooks dinner for myself, so....

Duke Beaufort July 14, 2021 at 3:06 PM Too funny. Do you find you do your best work and thinking while asleep? L Milton Hankins July 14, 2021 at 7:47 PM Sometimes I do wake up and have a poem in my head already to type out. Oh, I've solved many a problem during a good nap. Thanks for your read, Duke.