“ A Lazy Winter Day ” ~ drizzly and grey ~

 

It’s a lazy winter’s day

Drizzly and grey,

Abiding bedims’ tune,

Bordering on gloom

Of short winter days,

And gusty afternoons

That begs for sunshine

Ever gone too soon,

As if forced to decline

Behind a wistful moon,

Frustrating sun’s way

Arresting its warm boon,

On a lazy winter’s day!

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“ Singlehood ” ~ rather in between ~

I contemplate

The solitude

Of single life,

And find somehow

It’s rather in between

The then and now,

Like not too hot

Or not too cold,

A sort of midway

Life and death,

A kind of lazy comfort

That goes nowhere

In a most committed way…

 

Don’t get me wrong

That’s not to say

It’s all without reward,

Who can deny

The pleasurable sensation

Of unbroken blissful silence,

No need to share

Nor patience there required,

No threat to deprivation

Or succulent seclusion,

A feast without an equal

For one-way conversations!