Rainbow hammocks.
Another kind of plumage.
Birds for breezes to lift.
Gently rocking occupants to sleep.
But really, no need for these.
Open any window.
Warm gusts.
Sounds of surf wafting through.
Perfect lullabies for slumber.
Rejuvenating.
Repairing.
While on a journey to places forgotten.
Just a stitch or two mends.
Makes the past whole again.
Easier to do here.
Where sunshine, palms, green blue sea await.
Ready to lead to some new sight, sound, taste.
Novelty.
A pick-me-up for winter doldrums.
Worry.
Despair.
Lynn Benjamin
January 12, 2022
