leaving the hustle and bustle behind
the urge to serenity presents itself
beautiful flowers in the pond
express themselves naturally
the invitation accepted
Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see #68 & VJ’s Weekly Challenge – Urge
leaving the hustle and bustle behind
the urge to serenity presents itself
beautiful flowers in the pond
express themselves naturally
the invitation accepted
Inspired by Sadje’s What do you see #68 & VJ’s Weekly Challenge – Urge
Inspired by Sadje’s Sunday Poser #2
Relaxation can occur when I put my mind to it. Sounds silly, doesn’t it? But I really do have to plan for it! And the place where that is best accomplished for me is at the beach. Give me blue water, palm trees, white sand, a cabana to relax and there is literally nothing that will stop me from relaxing. How could I not think I’m in my personal paradise laying next to my semi-conscious hubs listening to the sounds of the ocean and the wildlife circling above? To me, a cloudy day at the beach is better than being embroiled in the day-to-day of the hectic life or even doing the things I enjoy in the privacy of my home. It’s a sense of completely letting go of control, and that is very relaxing to me. The beach is the only place my mind seems to just dispense of the focused habits I force myself to manage in my “real world”. The pics above are from our favorite resort in Cancun and a trip we took to Tulum, Mexico.
Say it with me “Aaaaaaaahhhhhhhh!” Thanks, Sadje! I will never tire of talking, thinking or being at a beautiful beach! 🙂
rounding the bend
towards home
with windows down
to let moist heat
in the winds
tousle and whip my hair
towards my face
one hand on the wheel
the other
out the window
all five digits wriggling
in the invisible pressure
drumming to the beat
of the swirling music
pressures of the day
ease off my forehead
and slide away
from my body
the setting sun
inspires a smile
my essence at ease
Inspired by VJ’s Weekly Challenge – Bits and pieces &
Eugi’s Weekly Prompt – Harmony
the bits and pieces
of joyful memories
in my head
a creative harmony
lifting me up
beyond the blasé
of the moment
lazy sunday mornings
cuddles with flannel
and flesh
sly smiles
with closed eyes
and tousled about hair
where the toes
say hello
and reconnect
but the brain
hasn’t quite
arrived
giving in
to an abandoning
after six days of being on
succumbing to a fluid
unscheduled, unhurried
relaxed funk
give me a beautiful visual
to tame the noise of today
let the shrill and the angst
just fade away
let me sink down into ease
just for a bit
it’s gotten all too much
to my sanity, I must commit
time to take a deep breath
otherwise, it’ll be my death
An
easy,
lazy day.
Necessary.
A respite from the challenges of life.