After Sun And Sea. Poem by john o'connell
After Sun And Sea.
after sun and sea.
the rush to the station,
back to the town;
fish and chips
and white bread and butter;
ointment for the red patches,
cool sheets and contented dreams.
You paint peace with a deft brush. 10+. Kind wishes, Sandra
Hmmmm - I can relate to this cycle: -) and maybe some drizzle of rain too. I like the sensitivity you managed to convey here, of the simple and ordinary things around us - that make life enjoyable and comfortable. Great work John!
nice imagery, I like vinegar or tomato sause on the chips though
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12/5/2024 9:54:16 PM # 1.0.0
Riches in the rituals. Well done my friend.