Lake House Morning

Waking to the early morning sound
Of a single trolling motor
Off in the misty distance
With the scent of pristine pine
Breezing gently through the open window;

Sunlight peeking through the rising mist
Slanting onto sand scuffed floors,
A damp bathing suit lies crumpled
In the corner
Waiting for another early morning dip;

Scent of good strong coffee drifting
Through the open doorway
Mixed with subtle lakey smell
Stirring senses to awaken
And greet this lovely summer morning;

Soon barking dogs and laughing children
Will mingle with the incessant honking
Of Canadian geese
Wandering aimlessly along the lakefront
In search of tasty morsels washed ashore;

I must go find my special mug....
Feet propped on the railing
Of the deck with chairback tilted
Against the sunsplashed shingles
Gazing out across the sparkling ripples;

A sailboat in the distance dips
Dangerously toward the surface
As the sail scoops water
And the occupant dumps
Into the chilly wake up wetness;

A yell from the startled sailor
Breaks the hazy coffee daydream
It's time to snap out of memories
And take up the tasks at hand.....
Just another lake house morning.

by Linda Ori

Comments (8)

You have captured the ease and restfulness of 'holiday' in this slow moving, expansive poem that should be read slowly - savored in order to bring out its early morning coffee flavor. We all need a place like this to get away sometimes. Enchanting read. love, Allie ♥ ♥ ♥ ♥
Lake placid! You've conjured up a perfect image of a country escape - using loads of tricks to transport the reader there. All very cleverly constructed Linda. An ejoyable, relaxing and very poetic read. xx jim
BREAKS THE HAZY COFFEE DREAM...NOW WHY CAN'T I MIND IMAGES LIKE THAT? ! EXCELLENT PIECE, LINDA...IF YOU STOP WRITING AGAIN, I'LL FIND A WAY TO MAKE YOU PAY! STELLAR USE OF FINE, METICULOUS IMAGERY...SPLENDID CRAFTSMANSHIP FROM OPENING TO CLOSE-OUT..I LOVE IT......K E E P W R I T I N G ! ! ! ''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''''FRANK
Linda, you have kindly assaulted the senses here. You have projected envious visions.
Lovely word picture Linda, you made me feel I was there...
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