Another Morning
It starts just like the one before
Clothing shrugged and bleary eyes
Doubting Thomas, slippering awake
Stops and stairs, not yet for the day
Half-made choices mingling, torn
Teaspoon stirs, marmalade
Guardian Angel
I lay there awake, my mind was refusing
To leave go of things it could not understand
The clock spent eternities counting the seconds
My thoughts went in circles, followed the
The pastures they beckon'd, the fields did await
The birds and the buds and the blooms all conspired
With sunrise and sunset; all sufficient bait
To draw e'en the
At the table, you’re alone although there’s people all around. You
Listen without hearing, distracted by other things within you.
A passing word gets your reaction though you didn’t mean