Lazy Imagination On A Friday Morning
sitting on a bench at the veranda
facing the sea
calm sea with seagulls
the sun is not yet here but he is ready
with his act
first he puts his legs on the table
toes wriggling angle
direct to this point of view
the sun arrives
his thumb perfectly covers the sun
his toes like trees
filtering the morning light
he smiles and finds content
on his crazy moment
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
Submitted by Poetry Lover
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