Sunday, August 14, 2011

A Superior Poem? (or just a pun)

On the cusp of vacation or already in?
I'm not sure exactly when this thing begins.
The work is all over, of that I am sure,
But I'm not yet relaxing, stretched out on the shore.
Clarity's coming and sloth in its wake
Out on a chaise-lounge aside of the lake.


John said...


Scott said...

I must hurry and rush till everything's done
Then travel for hours before I have fun.
But when I arrive on that sand covered shore
I'll sit and relax and worry no more