Worth getting up for

This is the sort of morning that

The dew sparkles on the grass

The sun shines through the trees

Casing elongated shadows

Adorning the deep leaf carpet

The nip in the air tingles on the lips

Spider’s webs wait, hang between trees

Holding diamond droplets of dew

Waiting to stick to my face

Water bubbles and trickles

Gently meandering downstream

Birds gentling singing

In the canopy above

I stand in the warm sun

And close my eyes

It could almost be summer

Then the nip of the air

Tingles on my lips

And I remember autumn has arrived

And this is a day

Worth getting up for.

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skyscraper

Todays poem was inspired by a beautiful skyscraper photo taken of the Twisted Torso in Malmo, Sweeden

twisiting torso

White innocence

Against a deep blue sky

Brightness shinning 

Against the lush green trees

Slowly rising

From foundations deep

You turn with strength

Clockwise, each segment

Spirals relative to the next

Each pentagonal floor

Rotates around its vertical core

Your heart pulsates

Increasing, expanding,

Escaping, breaking free

Earth holds you bound

Yet reaching into the sky

Air flows freely

Peace all around

Your torso twists

Like a human being

Contorting, growing

Beauty in your structure

Clarity again

With the whir of cogs

the wheels turn fast

the bright light shines

it tears into its work

.

With a suck so strong

inhaling the dust

vibrating the carpet

making light of its work

.

Inhale deep breaths

of woodland air

closing my eyes

refreshing my soul

.

fresh air it cleans

like the hoover at home

Clearing my mind

There is clarity again.

Dispair to a smile

Bleak is the moment

Ice is the air

Frosty with colleagues

Too much to bear

Comfort zone pulled

From under our feet

Jobs are now missing and obsolete

Tired are our heads

Weary our trust

Comfy at the top

No worries of loss

Ground down are the workers

No steam left

Where does it leave u?

Without much choice

Unless we claim back

The years we may loose

If we don’t see the light

Don’t take a chance

Stop being used, down trodden and glum

NO more despair, hope fills the air

Time for a change, smile for the new