breathing against kinds impossible coffee unfold
comes sleeping white probability skull bricks
the screeching of white cockatoos
penetrate the skull at the unfolding
of another pink sunrise
making sleeping impossible
a ton of bricks lies on my chest
making breathing difficult
as i swim against the current
of prevailing thoughts
all these kinds of situations
come with consequences
there is as much probability
of coming to a solution as
you bringing me a cup of coffee
in bed in the morning
The cockies are in full voice over here at the moment. Well I have to get the coffee too; I would feel embarrassed if I was brought one as I live alone!
ReplyDeleteOh...so you want to pretend you don't have a house guest staying over occasionally uh - hem:)
DeleteA thread of sadness...resonates with my mood today.
ReplyDeleteThat penetrates the skull for sure! that moment of realising you have to wake up is a bugger...as regards the cockatoos - bird feeders full of diazepam? (not my first thought but don't want to advocate violence on a Sunday morning!)
ReplyDeleteYou have such brilliantly creative solutions Jae Rose:)
DeleteSherry will not like them:)
uh oh...sometimes cuckoo here does that, but they have a honeyed voice...still that penetration is the same....
ReplyDeleteIf only the cockatoo's had a pleasant voice. I have a special spot for the ravens too. Magpies have a better voice and hence a better press. It is always that way. But, beyond that, I agree: thoughts, especially at 4am for some reason, play with the mind mercilessly. Bricks indeed.
ReplyDeletePowerfully written :D
ReplyDeleteAwww! That's all a bit much, eh?
ReplyDelete(I was brought my morning coffee for 47 years, over two marriages – and very nice too – so cannot complain about getting my own now.)
But no matter what, it will still be a great day ahead.
ReplyDeleteOh those mornings when we wake with such heaviness...hard to shake it!
ReplyDeleteHow I loved hearing the cockatoos! I love the probability of coming to a conclusion as certain as being served a cup of coffee........
ReplyDeleteThe current of prevailing thoughts can be strong....but coffee brought to us is always a treat. A lovely write Rall!
ReplyDeleteI can see how both the cockatoos and the prevailing thoughts would impede sleep and normal breathing!!
ReplyDeleteOh, I had no idea cockatoos could be annoying. I love animals but confess I'm not a morning person. And no one brings me coffee either.
ReplyDelete...and as another dawn breaks, another day begins.
ReplyDeleteVisit Keith's Ramblings
...I want to know more :-)
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That's the wonder of poetry...you can guess but you can never really be sure:)
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