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An Afternoon Siesta
post New Year
exhaustion
a siesta
the tension fades
drifting away
fleeting images come and go
scenes of childhood
whispers of mist
the touch of the sun
cairns and castles and rugged terrains
sea and grass
wind and rain
cliffs and meadows and ice cream vans
the afternoon siesta
a childhood remembered
exhaustion
a siesta
the tension fades
drifting away
fleeting images come and go
scenes of childhood
whispers of mist
the touch of the sun
cairns and castles and rugged terrains
sea and grass
wind and rain
cliffs and meadows and ice cream vans
the afternoon siesta
a childhood remembered
Published 4th Feb 2020
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4th Feb 2020 11:36pm
You are lucky in that your childhood was worthy of lovely memories, Lozzamus. Many are still trying to escape theirs. This was very nostalgic and dreamy; like being not quite asleep but not quiet awake: dozing, perhaps. Lovely imagery. Everything always seemed to end with ice cream, didn't it?
Thanks, Ahavati. Selective amnesia, perhaps,? The memories weren't strictly true, of course...plenty of traumatic ones too....but I did my best to picture the scenery as though originating from my own mind.
Anonymous
5th Feb 2020 00:48am
"whispers of mist
the touch of the sun
cairns and castles and rugged terrains
sea and grass
wind and rain
cliffs and meadows and ice cream vans"
Wonderfully paced, especially above, Lozz.
the touch of the sun
cairns and castles and rugged terrains
sea and grass
wind and rain
cliffs and meadows and ice cream vans"
Wonderfully paced, especially above, Lozz.
5th Feb 2020 9:03pm
5th Feb 2020 1:46am
5th Feb 2020 9:03pm
