Savvy Poem – A Storming Morning

Inspired by the phrase ‘storming morning’ coined by Fantasynovel1@wordpress.com, in the poem ‘Shattering’.

 

Storming into a morning that I know is not really there,

I find myself nagged into wakefulness by the lure of a coffee,

that I hope is not really there, by my side,

waiting

for me.

Sure, I know, I’ll stir long enough to take a sip (or two),

but why stop there?

With grated throat, I down the whole.

A mistake.

It’s now more of a waking than a stirring, and I have no hope of sinking back

down

into my slumber. And no hope of avoiding that to be avoided.

People. Others. Interruptions to my

just being

me.

 

Copyright owned by Jay Cool, 6th January, 2020

 
Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay
 

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Published by The Silly-Savvy Salopian

Freelance writer and descendant of the cave dweller and outlaw, Humphrey Kynaston. Banished from Shropshire for my eccentricity, I have made my home in Suffolk. I write poetry, short stories, travel journals, comedy gig reviews and non-fiction articles. My wish is to write my way back into the heart of my birth land. All writing commissions (and free holidays in Shropshire!) considered.

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