Looking forward to a comfy Sunday at home
No frantic running around to the stores like a clone
A nothingness day
Around gonna lay
Read only the comics, world news makes me moan!
I love to wake up early
To greet the brand-new day.
The streets are calm and quiet,
Setting up for come-what-may.
I cannot quite relate to
Those who loll around in bed.
The morning beckons and there is
So much to do instead.
Though night owls would argue,
Which should come as no surprise,
For me, it's early to my bed
So I can early rise.
I wake in darkness lazily and loll around in bed,
Just sifting through the rhymes that prance around inside my head.
The dawn cracks open like an egg’s prize plop into a bowl;
I scramble up to start my day and now I’m on a roll.
What joy to delve into whatever book I might be reading.
I’m coddled in the covers, all the comfort I am needing.
Two chapters down, my sunny side is ready for the day.
I head to my computer, see which comments came my way.
When that is over, easy – time for juice and getting dressed;
Three minutes later – out the door – an early walk is best.
My breakfast waits when I return and, too, The New York Times;
Hard-boiled reporters nail the news of politics and crimes.
With coffee down, I shower and spiff up, for all is well;
The morning is behind me, like the remnants of a shell.
Ilene Bauer
August 8, 2012
For Francine Roberts' "A Couplet Morning" contest