Leisure(A) Poems - Poems about Leisure(A)

The Green Fields of Leisure World

Hear the tale of the green fields where I roam,
Leisure World, the place that I call home.
If you take strolls (a healthy habit),
at dawn or dusk, you'll see a rabbit.
(If you were faster, you could grab it)
You'll see four-legged, curly-haired cuties
who lead their pets while they do their duties,
and grey-brown squirrels on their haunches
meticulously chewing their

At My Leisure

a blank page
when I awaken
and walk barefoot
across the carpet
and when I embrace
the song of nothingness
it wants more

a cool breeze through the window breathes new life

onto the page in front of me
and the sun peaks through the window
as I sit at my laptop
and slide my feet under the desk
I love my muse and learn to let

endless leisure hours as distorted time stretch before me

endless leisure hours as distorted time stretch before me...

like the infinite vista
upon the midwestern plain
farther than the eyes of mine
(an ascetic and copacetic
shortsighted father of two grown
twenty something daughters)
can no longer see,
since sockets severely seared
staring at the hypnotic screen
blindsided courtesy the magnificent 7
(a group of seven
major technology companies
that consistently outperformed
the overall stock market,
particularly in recent

Sunday at my Leisure

Sunlight leaks
through the curtain
after I’ve thrown off the covers.
Downstairs the television flickers
as a roommate sleeps
on the couch.
He was talking politics
last night.
I went upstairs
and read a poem.
This morning
I walk into the kitchen
and turn off a dripping faucet.
The furnace hums
to fight off a chill.
The calendar says spring
as if my life has just begun.
I go out for a

THE SHOWER OF CRYSTAL DROPLETS

The beauty of the rain when those crystal drops fall on us, is what this poem is all about.

The droplets fall on me now,
As pure as a plain crystal- Even I do not know how,
They fall on my body,
I wish I was called worthy of it-By somebody.

I feel glad and blessed,
When those crystals on my

VULNERABLE

Life hit me hard on the face
I became vulnerable 
Even when I know many
It's like I know none
None is ready 
To support or give a helping hand.

Everyone wants me to be loyal
Even when they know I am royal 
Everyone wanna bend me
Even just for bread 
They only come after me
Anytime I'm down and vulnerable.

Life keeps

Winter's Rain

The first winter’s rain
Brings in the chill in the air
The sun hides behind the overcast sky
Playing hide and seek with the grey clouds
A gust of wind whooshes through the trees
The cold weather is set to begin
I wrap myself in a blanket in bed
Reading a novel with a mug of coffee in hand
Untimely rain brings us

REST

My body's not a stone, unyielding and cold
Nor is it wood, unfeeling, and old
It's flesh and blood, with needs that must be met
Rest and relaxation, to rejuvenate and reset

Don't be a slave to labor, toiling ceaselessly
For when you're gone, your efforts will be but a memory
Those you've worked for, will call you a fool, in

Gemini Garden, Silent One

2nd place


“birds care not for whom they sing” – Silent One


The Sun cares not for whom it rises;
Wind cares not for whom it blows!
Stars care not for whom they shine;
Rivers care not for whom they flow!
Trees care not for whom they bear fruit;
Flowers care not for whom they bloom!		
In giving alone, they find their pleasure;
Our

Life and truth

                        Gone is the long day, filled with how and why
                     

Leisure

Hate Lazy
Love Leisure

Leisure restores
Lazy destroys

Leisure is production's reward
Lazy rewards nothingness

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My Afternoon Leisure

Love pleasure of life
Drink tea during afternoon
Melt my dreary sight.

Leisure

When one is free from drudgery,

Liberated from tiresome toil,

In that little space of time,

Leisure sows its seed in the soil.

A minute to relax,

Preceded by an hour of travail,

A minute to ease up,

Followed by an hour of struggle

When the mind is free of stress,

Time seems too endless to measure,

When the hands are free of work,

Time seems

move-in

We moved back into the residence yesterday - we were jubilant - and had a slumb-over last night, to celebrate our reunification. We woke up joyous, on the right side of the same bed (slumb-over), and we’ve been bouncing off the walls ever since.

We’re in the ‘settling in’ phase, restocking our Keurigs, getting our same-’ol

Cosmos Leisure

Written: November 15, 2023
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Some seek leisure in the pristine wilderness
The solitary coast is the site of separateness
Each one is barred from harboring bitterness
The ocean thundering, roaring in its utterness
Nature fascinates me beyond my smallness
Never before impeded in the path of emptiness
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