Coffee – No Thanks

Morning meleewith coffee pot –canister escaped gripcontents scatteredclean up ensuedsharp warningsto dogs eagerto help –second roundforgot to empty pothot liquid seepingeverywhere –I’m a tea drinker. Need I describe more?

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Sleep On It

Evening sky fraughtwith alarm – broodingclouds menace In morning lightall is redeemed –resplendent the day. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson. Image mine.)

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Morning Fog

Predawn Poseidon rises unfurls a blanket fog, burying shore and sky I awaken in a cloud, set adrift before feet touch floor – dream within a dream. (Tuesdays I borrow from Twitter @Vjknutson.  Image my own.)

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Glorious Morning

Cardinal sings me awake promises a verdant day viburnum scented breezes and the sun’s warming light. (Tuesdays, I borrow a poem from Twitter @Vjknutson.  Image from personal collection.  Linking this up with my weekly challenge, which is morning.  Also linking up with Eugi’s Causerie prompt of the week: song.)

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Good Afternoon?

Rumi’s dawn breezes – once sage advice – now taunt me.  I am loathe to greet the day, not that I despise its arrival, rather that waking has become laborious since the onset of chronic illness.  Daughter of a military man, I am conditioned to rise before the sun, have a lifetime of such anecdotes […]

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Muskoka Meditation

Thick morning mist hovering… the call of a loon alluring… scent of cedar and pine refreshing… I breathe in, exhale releasing… early morning rays warming… curtain of fog receding… ripples of water lapping… I breathe in, exhale, releasing…  

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