In a chair,
reclined at the edge of the garden,
you relax to the sound of rose perfume
and inhale the scent of colour
you watch the melody of birds
and contemplate
the ever-changing scene
that surrounds…

new buds that weren’t there yesterday
flowers in full bloom that won’t be there tomorrow
bees busy buzzing that never remain
in one spot for more that a few moments

Relaxed in your chair
you remain where you are
because you know
You can’t possibly move fast enough to stay still


2 thoughts on “Reclined

    • I think it might have been you who originally turned me on to using this device. It is quite effective sometimes. Thanks for helping me improve my craft!

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