deep breathing

fire in the heater

footy on the box

chilling in the lounge
with my legs up

it’s a reclining chair
and I
am fully laid-back

look outside
the window shows
rain transformed
to sleet now
to snow
blowing around
like leaves down
from their autumn trees

I took the lid off
the red wine
I like it better
when it has a chance
to do some breathing

like me
it’s a Sunday afternoon
and I am
lying back and just
deep breathing


© Frank Prem, 2017

May 2017 Poem #32: tba

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