Chill Out!


The Daily Post Writing Prompt RELAX

A Lonely Full Moon on Lake Lanier, GA (c) 2016 Wil Robinson A Lonely Full Moon Rises Early on Lake Lanier, GA (c) 2016 Wil Robinson

Last summer, beneath a lonely full moon that cried out to me, “Chill Out, Dude,” I relaxed a little. I enjoyed the solitude, the sound of waves slapping the hull, and the breeze filling the sails. When finally the sun dropped behind the pine trees to the west, I stirred only to discover the battery was dead. That meant no lights. Darkness  stole the evening and my peaceful sail. Then, naturally, the breeze dropped out and the sails lay ideal, and Cassandra, a heavy, full-keeled, twenty-five-foot sailboat, came to an abrupt halt.

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Life In The Country

Life in the County

Life in the country

Peaceful to the mind

Stressful days at work

In the cities, no true peace can you find.

Concrete and exhaust

Beneath your feet and in your lungs

Hell given from your boss

Nothing spoken in love.

Work your behind off for a dollar

Cruel world of push and shove

Take every dime you earn

Never give you any love.

Mr. Washington, shoe laces deep in your pockets

Both hands glued inside your wallet

Always taking and taking

Never giving you the respect that you deserve.

Brother and sister, come home to the country

Sink your toes into the grass and the dirt

Put your feet up on your front porch

The work a day world will now seem so far away.

Sit out in your front yard

With a glass of lemonade

Enjoy the livestock as they’re bellowing

Watch the rabbits and squirrels as they play

Life out in the country

Where every ulcerated soul should live, play and stay.