Sunday Afternoon by William Marsland.
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Sunday Afternoon.


The garden’s hair
done crew-cut style.
A graceful two-legged boulder
I avalanche grass-ward
arms and legs Vitruviensque
on verdant summer cuttings.

Soil smell and grassy vapours
fuse, hang in windless air.
A beer placed to starboard
out of reach--
Condescending, cool
coalescing.
Crying out to be consumed
its offer spurned.

Squinty eyes espy
a clingy tee-shirt.
It harnesses a wobbly montage.
Cotton, sweat, and double-D.
A lazy browse can’t stop
the drowsy smile from slipping
off to wonderland and semi-clads.

Sprinklers erupt with glee
to chase away all vestige
of a salty dreamy dribble.
Rainbows form and die
as misty droplets
prance and fall.

Itchy cool on Sunday afternoon.
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Sunday Afternoon by William Marsland. - by billy - 02-18-2010, 06:54 PM



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