Morning Ease

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Morning Ease

A morning ease, a soft note of silence,
You stir in that first wink of morning
On a table made of breakfast
You sip that black sin of wakefulness
Perhaps 10,000 have died since you rose
Somehow you survived death's rocket ship of prose
Your mind banks on a shift of axis in your composure
A smile waves heading off in the distance
as you summon a new tale of self for this day.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Moon!

Not just people's lives but the entire biosphere, then you have the universe, acting out its destiny. Fills the mind, whew!

Regards,
Al

[Moonie]

Wha-???!! Death's got a rocket ship?? 0.o
....I guess the running and the chasing whilst carrying that heavy scythe was getting too tiring...

It's almost impossible to imagine all that goes on in the world in a few moments. Everyday that we wake up, countless people on this globe have gone through countless experiences, some of them being life changing for them...it's hard to imagine that so much happens in a fraction of a second...this little earth of ours is teeming with life and memories for sure....

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thanks Jacob!

This web site seems like a paradise, all around me poetic saints, friendships embedded in my soul. Who could ask for more?

Correction noted!

Regards,
Al

[Alfred Kukitz]

Hi Kelly!

Your coming back tickles me. Don't feel guilty I have two cups every morning and after returning from the walk another decaf. Nice to hear from you!

Love,
Al

[Kelly Scheppers]

I'll admit it, I'm guilty of sipping that "black sin of wakefulness", but sometimes it just provides the umph I need...then other times, I find it simply comforting...like on a rainy day.

I like your description of morning as being "a soft note of silence". Very nice reading, Al!

[jacob erin-cilberto]

so much happens in the world every few moments...even for as long as it takes to sip that coffee and wake up...

i like the "survived death's rocket ship of prose"

poetry helps do that i think...your poetry helps do that.
Last line i read "summon"...
j.