So, I’m Awake

Yeah, well, I’m awake
Against my better judgement
Sleep’s power is strong

The power of dawn

As mornings are born
Light pours into the darkness
Potential returns

Mornings have great power, setting the tone for the day. 


A Tuesday Haiku 

Eternal movement 

Hands sprinting on these dials

Relentless motion 

A Morning Meditation

Forcing wakefulness
I resist vigorously
Weariness grinds
I pull my dust together

And rise

An Early Morning Haiku 


At this early hour
Awake before my alarm
Enjoying silence

It’s Morning 

​A sunrise 

Wakefulness comes 

Not yet ready 

I resist 

A sunny autumn morn

Summer’s hints remain
Echoes of heat and sunshine
Sunny autumn morn

Early Morning 

Awake 

Against my will
My uncontrollable mind
Second guessing my life
Every choice open to
Ridicule

Through my open window
A lone bird’s chatter
This strange, calm click
Answers my insanity
With a call 

For tea  

Too early in the morning

It’s not quite six yet
Which I still find “too early”
The boy’s in high school


I’m still adapting to the high school schedule.  That will come. That will come. 

Slumber 


Morning
Sleep, awake
A subtle dance
Between states
Unwilling to choose
Not just yet
Not just 

Yet