November 14, 2020November 14, 2020joynealkidney View from a Nap (poem) View from a Nap Soggy brown monochrome with its own foggy beauty, leaves cling, pale sky as backdrop through grandmotherly lace curtains. (2020) Share on X (Opens in new window) X Share on Facebook (Opens in new window) Facebook Share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window) LinkedIn More Share on Pinterest (Opens in new window) Pinterest Like this:Like Loading...
Your poem reminds me of childhood naps. Adult naps aren’t quite the same for me.
Fibromyalgia insists, so I finally embrace rather than resent them.
The only time I don’t give in to a nap is when I start nodding off when I’m at work.
Good poem for a long winter’s nap! I like those lace curtains! 🙂
Ditto. Like the lace curtains.
Grandmotherly lace curtains!