Early Morning Thoughts: Hour 1 6am September 2, 2023 Waking up, coffee in hand, the sun still isn’t here, rain clouds coat the sky in layers of silver linings and potential. I am exactly where I need to be, even if I cannot   name this…

It is 6 am for me, and we’re getting started with coffee and all the support I’m crying tears of joy before sunrise even happens. So that’s great. Anyway, for poem one I’ve decided to go with the fitting prompt: Wake up Darling.   It…

Ring ring ring In sleep’s warm arms I lay I hear thee not In sweet slumber soft But you ring ring ring While the Blackbirds sing Into the mellow morning mist Perched upon dew laden branches. I drift oblivious Like a babe rocking in a…