Letting go

.

Train cancellation

such an inconvenience

learning to submit.

.

by Scooj

Holiday snooze

.

With haste I succumb

to the draw of Morpheus

for a thousand winks.

.

by Scooj

Warm Sunday evening 

.
I sit suspended

in my wood-slatted deck chair;

coming up for air. 
.

by Scooj

Close your eyes for a moment

 

Hear the tide ebbing,

seaweed pops and crackles and

bright water gurgles.

 

by Scooj