Good Morning

Good Morning

A Poem by Jack Joseph

Sharing a bed-
kids have it right
we mucked it up.

Friendship and support,
linen forts and secret missions

Nothing felt better than crying;
camped out in a circle of three
hoarding cards and ice cream.

Walks of shame were never there in the morning;
only the slip-sliding of socked feet
racing to the kitchen-

mom was making waffles.

Feelings wouldn't change when the sun came
even if you woke someone up 
with a pillow to the kisser.

We adults have it wrong-
the companionship is gone;
replaced with pomp and circumstance,
lust and primeval passion.

There's no room for the dog
and the morning coffee outweighs a morning kiss.

How does it all get better?
How do we reclaim the days of innocence?
You don't, you make due-

so skip the coffee;
go for the kiss
and make waffles.

© 2010 Jack Joseph


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I love this... you have a way of bringing me into the moment, and sharing time with you...loved every word!

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Jack Joseph
Jack Joseph

Los Angeles, CA



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I'm a writer, painter and cognitive science junky living in The City of Angels. I write poetry from the perspective of a bystander. I believe that there is beauty in pain and loss, a beauty that rival.. more..

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