In the morning

In the morning I will try to
steal away the midnight hour
that when we slept
crept over me and
stole away my faith.

In the morning I shall
mix it with coffee beans
and stirring briskly
will return fresh
and frisky as the dew

And watch us consume
each other, swapping
retail jokes until we
choke upon the
bitter truth.

In the morning,
if it should arrive
I will strive I swear
to replace
beneath the covers.

And faithlessly
I shall be yours.




Poetry by Elle The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2010-04-05 at 13:55

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shells
Seems like you remembered to put your clocks foward! i love how you take everday situations and make them "as frisky as the dew."
2010-04-06


NicholasG
A pleasure to read first thing Easter Monday morning. Your focus is mesmerizing.
Thanks, Nick
2010-04-05


Bhakta Raj Giri
Good write ....enjoyed the piece...thanx for sharing.
2010-04-05