Morning

Sunlight slides through the curtain

warming my toes and tapping my eyelids

with its insistence I rise and greet a new day.

I crawl from my blanket cocoon

and break the rust from my bones

to stumble my way to the coffee pot.

A feline duet sings a breakfast chorus at my feet

as I make my way through paws and tails

to flip the kitchen light switch.

A robot with spoon in hand I feed the cats,

quake with my need of caffeine,

watch a hummingbird out my back door.

I love sunrise but I have become a nocturnal animal

crawling through the alphabet to find the right words

to transfer from brain to poetry.

For me mornings arrive with sleepy eyed blur

more Orton effect than crystal clarity.

my brain a ship trying to navigate the fog.

©Susie Clevenger 2012

Ella's Edge at Real Toad's