view from my hammock

CameraZOOM-20140629183825857Up above me

Is tree and sky.

Beneath me

Thick orange

striped fabric cradles me.

A slight wind

Is moving the thin brown

Limbs of the cedar tree.

I feel drowsy with sleep.

The lullaby of evening birds

And the gentle rocking of the hammock

Makes me think of

My first summer

In my mother’s arms.

-J.  Hamilton


3 thoughts on “view from my hammock

  1. Pingback: view from my hammock | Le cose piu belle (the most beautiful things)

  2. Lovely! Perfect poem for a relaxing summer weekend…
    It’s been at least a decade since I’ve lain in a hammock – your poem made me think I should try it once again. Thank you!


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