Sunbathing

Cherry

By D Marie

Sun, 13 Jun 2021
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Full frontal contact with the earth,

level with the daisies in the grass,

sunning myself on a towel,

working up a sweat without moving.

 

The daisies are cool to the touch, 

up close, the grass is a jungle,

wandering insects tickle my skin,

down here I am part of the landscape.

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Submitted by D Marie on

 

 

Submitted by skinner_jennifer on

Love this poem, I used to feel exactly the same when I was younger. Especially like that last stanza, brought to mind my early days of feeling at one with nature while sunbathing.

Thank you for sharing and bringing my own memories back.

Jenny.

 

Submitted by D Marie on

Aww thank you Jenny.
I'm no spring chicken myself but there's something about laying on the grass that's childlike.
I'm glad it brought back good memories :)

 

Submitted by Di_Hard on

Made me think of you being like a mountain range for the insects :0) 

 

Submitted by D Marie on

Made me laugh Di_Hard

 

Submitted by Rhiannonw on

Lovely to get low and notice the busy little insects and giant grass blades and flowers! Rhiannon