This is going to be a long three months. It’s only been five days since my surgery and I am so bored. I am so bored that I’m trying my hand at poetry. Below are my first two attempts.
Gentle Waves
Sitting on the end of the dock
Staring at the vastness of water
Lost in thought
Dreaming of floating away
On the soft gentle waves
Free of all physical boundaries.
The Warmth on My Face
I lean back in my chair
Face tilted toward the light
Feeling the warmth
Washing over me
Making me smile.
A woman's view of hunting...with men 
Nice! How about reflecting on your past and blogging about the memories that hide in your brain? Just a thought lol
Good idea, that will give me something to think about. There have been some pretty funny and embarrassing moments in my past.
Love these verses 🙂
An idle mind is great for writing horror stories – hint! hint!
Thank you, that’s a really good idea, I could try my hand at suspense. When I do, you’ll have to let me know what you think.
Thanks Eric.
The first poem was very good. Yes, agree with the comment above. You can indeed write poems and stories – horror or any other genre.
Thank you, that comes as high praise considering the stories and poems you and Eric have written.
What kind of surgery did you have? My forever mom had knee reconstruction surgery recently and she was down and out for a while. I’d hate to think of you in any kind of pain like that! Get well soon! And keep writing! It’s great therapy. Love, Wiley.
Foot surgery and I have greatly overestimated my ability to lay around while my body tries to heal.
These have a very gentle, idyllic feel to them. I like it. 🙂
Thank you, I was imagining where I wanted to be that was anywhere but lying in a bed on my back with my foot elevated. It’s going to be a long three months. At least I hope to become more mobile after the stitches are out.
Sound indicative to being house bound but much more eloquently.