Is this Poem any good???

Question

Lazy Last Day

612…613…614

The hammock sways up and back

up and back

616…617…618 up and back.

Time has run away, and is nowhere to be found.

I am nothing more than a breathing grandfather clock lazily reclining

in my swinging seat that

I swear once belonged to the Lazy Boy himself…

whoever that was.

It’s been drizzling for the past 500 or so up and backs of the hammock,

I love it.

It’s like God set the clouds on mist.

The clouds dance around the descending sun;

they begin to cover it like a silky purple sheet

covers a magician’s hat right before he

pulls out Peter Rabbit.

The piercing sent of a barbecue starts to envelope my nose

and wet my mouth.

I lift my head up for the first time in what

I would guess was 800 or so up swings of the hammock… but one can never be sure.

The neighbors are cooking, they’re always cooking.

It’s nothing but a big tease really,

I become cursed like the pizza boy,

who’s able to smell the delicious combination of cheese, sauce, bread, and grease... but never able to taste it.

I close my eyes and start to think about Senior year, but

for now I hold onto the waning daylight in

the last day of summer.

994…995…996…

Answer 1

its ok!keep writing you have a lot of potential!!

Answer 2

I really like it; you've painted a word picture that I can see in my mind.

Answer 3

I think it is... The writer has something in mind  which sometimes we don't know what really is. Through the poem, the writer wants to tell something and I know and I believe That someone who has the same feelings with the writer will only be the one to understand such...

Answer 4

Its ok, not the type I like, but its ok I guess.....

keep trying dude!