Poetic Thursday hosted by our pals Teddy and Angel Sammy
Here is the photo challenge
A vacation full of
Sun, Sand and Sea
was all planned for me.
But alas it was not to be
Hang gliding was by first adventure
and my last
Now I sit in the sun, with my feet in the sand
and back to the sea
pitifully sipping an umbrella drink thru
a straw
OH ME
Love the poem, it perfectly fits with the expression on the face of the cocktail drinker!
ReplyDeletehang gliding is a challenge YES!!!
ReplyDeletelove it, love it, love it.... beats me why people love hang gliding, and this is more proof. ha ha...
ReplyDeleteVery funny. So I'm thinking in the museum if anybody fell from the ceiling the other day they would have ended up looking just like this, lol.
ReplyDeleteTruth!
DeleteThat's perfect! I suspect that if they drink enough of those cocktails, they'll be feeling pretty happy...at least for a little while. 😆
ReplyDeleteAt least he came away with his life. Love your poem!
ReplyDeleteoh my, that's the reason why I need to keep my feet on the ground as much as possible. Funny.
ReplyDeleteHang gliding... just no. Great poem though. Hope he isn't on a beach in Florida, he's gonna get hot. We have been unusually chilly though.
ReplyDeletePERFECT! This guy will probably choose some OTHER things to do on the beach next time he goes.....OR......maybe he will just stay in the bar and not bother with "activities"!!!
ReplyDeleteHugs, Pam
What a fun poem ~ enjoy the drink ~ lol ~ hugs,
ReplyDeleteHugs to you and Angel Madi ~ Xo's
Wishing you good health, laughter and love in your days,
A ShutterBug Explores,
aka (A Creative Harbor)
That was a fun, fun poem, cheers!
ReplyDeleteMy goodness...I'd love to have that flying man in my living room. But wait...Katie would not. She's think it was going to get her.
ReplyDeleteThat was a fun poem!
ReplyDeleteOooo, hang gliding gone wrong. Sounds like a scary show. Let's just hope he's not on pain killers, LOL!
ReplyDeleteYou crafted a perfect poem for that picture. BOL!
ReplyDeleteGreat job on the poem. XO
ReplyDeleteI like your take on the poem. Hang gliding looks fun, but I think I'm too chicken and the picture is why.
ReplyDeleteWe would love to run on a sandy beach. but Mom says no good beaches around here.
ReplyDeleteWoos - Lightning, Misty, and timber