sunrise

 

daylight   dawn   coincides these morning

with my first cup of tea and the putting away of dishes

 

we come awake from our respective slumbers   the sun and i

at the same time   a gift of chance

 

sunrise   pink and blue   baby colors   reminding me

of my room   my rented room in college

 

which someone had painted those expectant colors

oh   i slept like a baby in those days

 

when was the last time i slept alone

and i wished i weren't

 

the tile floor is cold on my bare feet   

whose fault is that

 

i take my tea to the window

what will this day bring beyond fear of omicron

 

love   happiness   joy

let's hope

 

 

 

 

 

 

 





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Written on 2021-11-27 at 13:39

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MetaPoetics The PoetBay support member heart!
What I like about the poem is the touch of optimism at the end. Despite the looming fear of omicron, the trepidation of being alone, a yearning for days gone by, you conclude the poem with "hope" -- something that we all need in these troubling times. :)
2021-12-18


Sona
Yes, the tone
the beautiful inviting resting tone.
2021-11-27


Chaucer Whethers The PoetBay support member heart!
style and content, texture always there, and that indefinable tone that pleases the inner ear so.
2021-11-27