Poetry Thursday: Six A.M. Thoughts

Six A.M. Thoughts

~Dick Davis


As soon as you wake they come blundering in

Like puppies or importunate children;

What was a landscape emerging from mist

Becomes at once a disordered garden.

And the mess the trail with them! Embarrassments,

Anger, lust, fear – in fact the whole pig-pen;

And who’ll clean it up? No hope for sleep no –

Just heave yourself out, make the tea, and give in.


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