I Can't Believe It's Saturday
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMLXVII)
With blinding sunrise golden, like t'avail,
I still am NOT awake, three hours' defense
Yet far too short for rest, my coffee hence
But keeps me feigning I'm upright though frail,
Frost glitters in heavn's eye, snow lining trail
And slope in purest white the hours, fr'intents
Maunt shift, as nothing melts, because suspense
Is frozen like today, which yet owns bail.
They're all gone off to fetch some food as t'were,
Midmorning blue skies gaze on taking through
Such measure, is't a breather? Haha, bestir
Me likewise to step out and oh! Breathe too,
So deeply of the chill air til in tour
You feel revived by half. LORD, I thank You.
04Jan25
...and was granted that.
'Round 2AM I Asked For One Day Off
(sonnet #MMMMMMMMMLXVIII)
Tis Jan'ry fifth, and fin'lly I've fr'intents
Had shortbread with my cuppa Barry's, hale
In proper Sco'ish fashion is't? T'avail
Gave me perspective--nary milk for sense,
I tasted tea as aught like tis defense,
And I am thankful. Cheer'os that detail
For Sunday breakfast I maunt miss in frail
'Scuse, cottage cheese with't, craft up pizza thence.
Then Cynth'ya calls and we talk like as t'were
Six hours can't ruin our friendship; others too
Come by and hang out for a spell in tour
Til nightfall, then wash dishes like t'will do,
As lo, a day off is a mercy. LORD bestir
In us to serve Thee, faithful in all: You.
05Jan25
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Comments4
Morning ritual verses night and so it goes day to day. Well done Chic
I personally think you pitched it just perfectly .. although I also get the impression you are pushing yourself or being pushed too hard .. You need to treat yourself to more neeps n tatties & some oak aged single malt more often ma'am .. Neville
Mmm, me likes your suggestion right well, good Sir, albeit I've nary outlet for that and shan't laden you with the long story behind it. Yes, I'm being pushed too hard but there's no help for that either, presently. Thank you again so very much!
Some fine pieces there. And your comments about punishing us with four poems made me smile. A friend of mine reads my stories out on hospital radio, I always ask, have the patients not suffered enough? 🙂
Yay! Thank you so very much! Way cool your friend actually blesses others with your work!!! That's awesome. Examining what I've available typed up to post (not the collection written since), if I want to post daily, then you'll only get the two daily I've written. Thank you again so very much!
Superb work. I love Vivaldi.
Thank you so very much! Ditto! I love the red priest and so much else from the boot. Thank you again!
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