This morning I awoke and smelt the coffee
I saw the sun and once more smelt the rain
This morning I found promise in my breakfast
I smiled with love and dropped the hand of pain
This morning I could walk a little clearer
The mist was lifting high above the stacks
This morning feels like eons in the making
This transformed fiction painting over facts
This morning started fresh and started early
Like nothing I have ever felt before
This morning consigned memories to the scrap heap
To shred, to bin, to burn & not to store
This morning I awoke and smelt the coffee
A lazy sun plays giddy with the moon
This morning time is paused, and time is silenced
Time to kiss my fate and lick my wounds
18th May 2022