Wednesday, March 2, 2011

Now and Not Yet

or The Difference a Decent Night’s Sleep Can Make

The clouds were shining like August this morning
two shots of NyQuil sung a lullaby last night
today, a choir of birds defied the weather
and sang my morning alarm

There are still cold days ahead
but the writing is on the wall
though my posture may be sulking
I have a half-smile somewhere in me
that sees the solstice clearly.

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