Gershon Wolf Poet Personification

The Sun Sleeps In

     The sun sleeps in well past dawn
         as snow and ice fill the morn
     The bright red cardinal
           nowhere to be found

      Darkness reigns well past eight
         tempts the workday: Start late
      Children shiver, lips a-quiver
         Moms can't resist this bait ...                     

      But the world chugs ahead
         her engine ignites, wheels revolve
       Locomotive roars, the sun snaps-to
         ~ inertia pitches forward, into the flue

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Joseph P. DiMino January 16, 2026 at 4:02 AM Really enjoyed! For me A FAV! Gershon Wolf January 17, 2026 at 9:07 PM Hey Hey. FAVES are always a thrill for me. Thanks, Joe.

CayCay Godwin January 16, 2026 at 2:16 AM It's been awhile since I've read an earnest, serious and GORGEOUS delivery of imagery via your pen. Usually, I'm in stitches which I love but the reading is mighty fine when you cast a live one for me to find. Yay for this poem. Gershon Wolf January 17, 2026 at 9:11 PM Gee. Thanks, CayCay. I guess I've been overboard on humor lately, eh?

sara Etgen-Baker January 15, 2026 at 6:55 AM magnificent poem, Gershon! I especially liked the last 2 lines; faving. Enjoy your day Gershon Wolf January 17, 2026 at 9:11 PM Appreciate the FAVE greatly, Sara. Best of everything, Gershon

Darlene De Beaulieu January 14, 2026 at 11:05 AM Hello Gershon, it sounds to me like the sun had a dream. Then woke up quickly because it had a scare. Enjoy yur day my friend. /Darlene/