“The REAL Stuff” (a poem by KPKeelan)

*

A quiet day in sleepy Glengarriff-

locals and tourists sit

soaking up the brilliant rays

on one of the only sunny days of a summer

drenched in downpours.

They luxuriate,

drinking cool pints,

munching toasted sandwiches,

playing with their ebullient children-

laughing, loving

absorbing

the miracle that is everyday life.

Not a care in the world!

Could anything be

more important?

Do I have to answer that?

*

© KPKeelan

(8- 1- 12)

ALL RIGHTS RESERVED

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About KPKeelan

Fool, Philosopher, Lover & Dreamer, Benign TROUBLEMAKER, King and Jester of KPKworld, an online portal to visual and linguistic mystery, befuddlement and delight.
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