Sleepy

it was a day that

never quite woke up

we took a morning sail

we walked on the beach

we sat at a beach bar sipping

mid-afternoon umbrella drinks

and still it was overcast, hazy, lethargic

everything looked slightly blurry

and moving felt like slow-motion

as if Wednesday herself

were still half asleep

and trying to pull the covers back over her head

for one more wink of blissful oblivion

it was a lovely day actually

lazy and quiet and restful

and I thoroughly enjoyed it

 12 november

ordinary time 2015
great harbour, peter island