Arkell's Ark: Lazy Days
Ian Arkell’s poem captures those sunny, lazy days on the beach.
I’ve cut the lawn, trimmed the hedge
the birds love me once again
It’s good to see them and
watch them take the proceeds to the nest
up in the tree where hungry mouths
remember me
Down on the beach today,
a north sea breeze does its thing,
the sun happily chases clouds across the sky
warming me as I sit, protected in a corner
and nurse a wine or two
for a little kid across the room,
lost in an ice cream cone
this is as complicated as life gets,
so far
Mum looks great, while Dad’s a little sour
there’s just a bit of friction there I think, but
just for now ice cream, chocolate
rule the day
between the birds, the sun,
a kid enjoying life, and
a Mum and Dad who aren’t,
things are pretty good
a sleepy afternoon, made
for drifting off
the sound of conversations,
seagulls laughing
