Morning thoughts

Train of thought, brain of thought, times direction,
distant voices, different choices, misdirection's.
Breathe your breath and drink your thoughts,
raise your head high, watch the growing dots.
Light the bulb to shadow play the room,
before you mop sweep it with a broom.
Skip a stone, throw a coin, wishful thinking,
honestly who rehearses their blinking.
These scramble like eggs in my head,
these thoughts, buttered toasted bread,
bacon, pancakes with syrup dripping.
As I lift my coffee for my morning sipping.