Blue skies and bright sun
Melt away the lightest frost,
Denying winter.
Tag Archives: Sun
Rude Awakening
Darkness with a quiet hum of sleeping houses
Is broken slowly by the rude sun
Shining in their eyes and jolting them,
Hard and fast, into the new day
Like an older sibling with a flashlight.
Doesn’t it know it’s Saturday?
Good Morning
Not a drop of alcohol –
No shots, no beers, no nothing!
Not a single pill or push –
Illegal, prescribed, or neither!
Yet bleary eyes greet the day
With twin red glares of pain
And a throbbing ache behind them
To drive the brain insane
To this uncalled for agony,
One finger says, “Good morning.”
In a gesture, blunt yet eloquent,
But the sun ignores the warning.
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