Waking Up

my eyes have adjusted to Eos’ rosy fingers --

the waking Queen beyond my casement fans her fronds

to form shadow wings upon my walls, and I am revived

            from a curious sort of dreamless stasis

 

this is a morning scented with sugared vanilla

and the crisp chill of open-windowed abandon

 

            what does it feel like to be     alive?

 

            because I have not known until this moment --

I have collected minutes and hours like dollars and cents,

counting them until my fingers are numb     forgetting

to stop the clock (occasionally) to savor unmarked time

 

but today the sun is bright     the restraints of worry and regret

are burning like Greek ships before battle

 

the possibilities are as infinite as the arched back of the sky,

because these early hours are for lounging contemplation --

            these precious pearls belong to me

Reviews

[TL Boehm]

I love this. I know its gushy and silly but I love the uplift in this. the thought of an uncluttered day - un counted moments and bright light. Does this even exist, this possibility? yes. love this.

[MsJewel]

Morning is my favorite time of day...

a cool breeze through my window, a warm cup of coffee and reading poetry such as this...

yes.. a precious pearl.
:) Julie

[Mehak Mushtaq]

Never has it been that any of your poems disappoint me. Marvels, one after the other. Thank you for sharing such amazing work with us.

[tyokon]

This has a strong voice, I like it and agree that the morning is like a pearl.

[J. J. Nightingale]

Don't know who Eos" is .. or what fronds are....

But this speaks to me .. I smile when I wake
Because I made it to another day ...

Nice .. Jazz :)

[Cassie]

nice waking up to poem, loved reading it. Thank you for sharing

[Traci]

what does it feel like to be alive?



because I have not known until this moment --

I have collected minutes and hours like dollars and cents,

counting them until my fingers are numb forgetting

to stop the clock (occasionally) to savor unmarked time


Beautiful words Sarah, with not only a question many ask, but a powerful message in regards to the essence of time. I found this piece to be one of my favorites, full of optimism, possibilities, and contentment.

"the possibilities are as infinite as the arched back of the sky,"......lovely imagery, and so, so true!!

Well done, my friend.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Thank you, Traci. See, I told you I wrote something uplifting :)

[Traci]

Always a pleasure to read your work...and your book is terrific btw. You write MANY uplifting pieces :) This one in particular really left me thinking....

[Corset]

Every woman man and child should awaken like this. You have dazzled us with the scent of vanilla, wowed us with the dawn and made us embrace the pearl of a new day in this write. gorgeous.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

Thank you so much, I'm truly humbled by your words!

[Rosaria_V]

Wow this is truly deep and very beautiful! I hope to write like this one day.

[Girl Friday (Sarah W.)]

You humble me...thank you so much!

[Rosaria_V]

Your so welcome !