John Lawless Poet Free verse

Wake Up Call

A distant motorcycle drones
Fading away
“that” dog barks
It must be 8:15
A bus honks
A siren sounds
Jet engines overhead
A quick dream
The furnace kicks in
Breakfast!
Maybe pancakes?

John G. Lawless
©4/8/2023

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Paul Willason April 8, 2023 at 4:50 PM Ah the sounds that parade past in the morning, pancakes sound just fine...three will do....with cinnamon sugar. Good one John.

Daniel Turner April 8, 2023 at 12:11 PM as long you don't have to cook it:)

Frederic Parker April 8, 2023 at 7:08 AM or maybe it's time to move to the farmlands