Monday, 27 July 2009

Luxury

Luxury is...

a smooth-polished wooden coathanger
a second hot water bottle
a comfy work chair in the sun

five days without rain
scrunchy sand on a winter beach
dry paths in the forest

sardines in mustard
ripe avocado
double camembert

a good day's work
a good night's sleep
a letter from a friend

the smell of lilies
leftover cake
strong tea

a father who loved me
a peace at his passing
a hope for the future

7 comments:

C.L. Dyck said...

Hmmmmm. :~) I feel this.

Anna said...

What a lovely poetic post.

Luxury to me is:

A warm house
Children asleep
Fire roaring
Husband cooking
Good wine in hand
Fast broadband

Anonymous said...

I like it and I can hold many of these as luxury myself. I love the poetry behind this

Rick Copple said...

Love it, Grace.

Anonymous said...

nice:)

thanks for sharing :) I got twitter because of you by the way. your book was amazing :) i read it the week you gave it to me. so clever and interesting. still yet to finish mr Creeeds. which is so crazy! love it. go Schi fi Christain stuff. yayah!

Marta alias Onassa~* said...

This is b~e~o~u~t~y~f~u~l~l~*
I loVe it tooooooo!!!!!Strong poetic words in a simple kind but in a very very special way
and touching the
heart!Like it
very much!
Hugs and
Blessings from
Marta~*

Annie said...

This is beautiful!! Great job.