Morning After

 

Dawn breaks.

It shatters the sky

In a silent explosion of bright!

Birds pirouette across a cloud on their way

To another day.

The sun throws light

Across the earth in equal measure

But greedy, hungry trees

And buildings

Eat as much of it as they can.

Enough of that glorious gold

Seeps through my window

Pulling away the hypnotic dark

To blow the sleep from my eyes

And tickle my brain.

I breathe deep; tasting the soft of the morning.

For a moment I am content.

But the moment passes and my heavy head whispers

‘Coffee’.