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Wall Street, Washington, and wars don't exist
on this day that's pure perfection.
Those of us who passed up a nap, a ballgame, a tryst,
who decided the term paper/laundry/brake job could wait,
have received a princely reward.
Golden sun glints off rowboats drifting past,
warms the rocks on tawny hills that rise around us,
streaks the emerald grass with olive shadows.
Charmed, we stroll benignly on the sand,
cast lazy fishing lines in cobalt ripples,
trade treats for tricks with bombastic, greedy ducks,
sit sated with the beauty and the bliss.
Here, Monday seems miles away;
world peace seems possible.
© by Jayne Jaudon Ferrer
Used with the author's permission.
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Jayne Jaudon Ferrer is the author of five books of poetry, a nonfiction book about games, and a novel, Hayley and the Hot Flashes. Jayne created www.YourDailyPoem.com in 2009 to share the pleasure and diversity of poetry. A former copywriter, magazine editor, newspaper columnist, and freelance journalist, her work has appeared in hundreds of publications. When not writing or reading, Jayne enjoys music, old movies, gardening, hiking, and good conversation. A native Floridian, she has lived in Greenville, South Carolina, for almost 30 years. Learn more about her at www.jaynejaudonferrer.com.
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Jo:
Thank you for reminding us that we all have days like this stashed away. Today, gloomy-grey in WI, I am now soaked in your sun. Lovely, Jayne.
Posted 09/30/2018 08:01 PM
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Lori Levy:
A beautiful scene. I totally identify with this poem.
Posted 09/30/2018 03:00 PM
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peninsulapoet:
Thank you. I need that day.
Posted 09/30/2018 11:04 AM
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DavidTookey:
"..we stroll benignly on the sand..." The memories of walks on the beaches of Oregon are flooding back! Wonderful.
Posted 09/30/2018 10:43 AM
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Glen Sorestad:
O so nicely done, Jayne.
Posted 09/30/2018 10:20 AM
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CamilleBalla:
Very skillfully and creatively written, polarization coming full circle from first to last lines. The alliteration is appreciated as are the vivid images of lazy fishing lines as you sit sated with the beauty and the bliss. Excellent poem as is the memory for you. Thanks for sharing with us.
Posted 09/30/2018 09:59 AM
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cork:
In my in-box, this poem is surrounded by world news. Thank you for the brief escape from so much tragedy.
Posted 09/30/2018 09:49 AM
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Sharon Waller Knutson:
I loved this poem. The alliteration, bold description and beautiful language take me back to Sunday afternoons at Lake Poway when I lived in San Diego.
Posted 09/30/2018 09:28 AM
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Gilbert Allen:
My favorite lines describe that distinctive September light.
Posted 09/30/2018 09:26 AM
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Nabby Dog:
Among so many beautiful lines I find the last one to be the most poignant and moving. A beautiful poem and one that will resonate with me throughout this final day of September.
Posted 09/30/2018 09:13 AM
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michael escoubas:
Oh! If it were only so. How delightful and how the world stands in need of just such a thought. Thank you, Jayne!
Posted 09/30/2018 07:48 AM
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Larry Schug:
I don't know if I'd pass up the tryst! The circle created in this work is done quite skillfully. The beautiful images in this poem transport me to some other place.
Posted 09/30/2018 06:37 AM
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