Broad-leaved trees,
spreading palms,
fingers outstretched,
shield me from the sun’s heat.
Beneath a green umbrella’s shade,
the perfect spot
on a blistering summer’s day,
so cool, serene.
Round, fluted lily pads
rest flat on inky waters
where golden fish glide,
finding refuge in silence.
A tiny oasis,
place of shelter
enfolding, embracing me
within its safe circumference.
Julia Duke
spreading palms,
fingers outstretched,
shield me from the sun’s heat.
Beneath a green umbrella’s shade,
the perfect spot
on a blistering summer’s day,
so cool, serene.
Round, fluted lily pads
rest flat on inky waters
where golden fish glide,
finding refuge in silence.
A tiny oasis,
place of shelter
enfolding, embracing me
within its safe circumference.
Julia Duke