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) Click to share on Twitter (Opens in new window)Click to share on Facebook (Opens in new window)Click to share on LinkedIn (Opens in new window)MoreClick to share on Pinterest (Opens in new window)Like this:Like Loading...
English
العربية
Bosanski
简体中文
Nederlands
Français
Deutsch
Italiano
Português
Русский
Español
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!