Sunny side up

 

sunnyside

 

My heart sings as the sun shines

Birds join me as they hear my joy

My smile stretches from ear to ear

The brightness motivates me

My eyes dance in the sunlight

Happiness is all around me

So quietly I focus on all that is here

Each wonder is magnificent

Beautiful and shining

Each day my eggs

Are the sunny side up.

 

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Childhood morning

Morning has started

I listen from my bed

Birds chirping loudly

The electricity wakes

The shipping forecast

Talks from the bathroom

The kettle whistles

The shower hums

Familiar voices drift upwards

The clock strikes,

with 7 cuckoo chirps

the washing machine whirs

its on a top speed

and in just a moment

A voice will shout

Are you up yet?

As if you could sleep

through the electricity din

Of the house waking up

Once again.

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.

Look up not down

leaf

Down on the floor

I see my feet

The muddy path

The untidy carpet

I see my troubles

They are stuck there

They can’t move

I feel gloomy

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Look up at the sky

I see fast moving clouds

Sun peaking through

Bright leaves on the trees

Unusual rooftops

Swirling smoke from chimneys

Birds merrily chirping

My difficulties are subsiding

I feel happy and bright

I look up not down

Morning sun

Todays Napowrimo prompt was ‘An aubade is a morning love song’ morning sun

I have missed my lovers face,  as darkness hid  him through the night

Now dawn breaks, shards of morning sun

Dances with the breeze on my lovers face

I gaze at him, as he sleeps soundly, His tender face, rested, calm

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Wanting to kiss him awake to see the glorious day ahead

Birds sing their morning glory, I want him to wake

Share the sun, the birds and the flowers dancing in the breeze

Creeping from the room, I turn to watch him

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Just for a moment blissfully unaware that the night has gone

I make the coffee, the richness fills my head

I know as he lies sleeping, the sun caresses his face

A gentle kiss on his lips , he opens his eyes slowly and smiles

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There is the brightness of the day

The warmth of the morning sun

The song of the birds, the breeze in our face

and the day of happiness lies ahead.

Hope

Today the prompt came from “Hope” is the thing with feathers – (314) BY EMILY DICKINSON  It was asked that we added words, took out punctuation and made it our own.  So here is my attempt.

stormy sea

Hope is the creature with plumage,

It balances within the soul

He sings the wordless harmony,

Increasingly, his sweet voice rises

As the storm increases, I listen more

As the tempest becomes painful,

The little birds does sing with such enthusiasm

He continually keeps a glow

And in the coldest extremes,

On the strongest sea

Yet never in his wildest dreams

Did he ever ask anything of me?

Chasing a space

Glorious weather

spend it outside

chasing a space

not easy to find

the sea is too far

the town too busy

i’m chasing a space

to loose myself

i just want some water

with greenery around

birds in the trees

the promise of spring

next week

when the weather is fine

I’ll be chasing a space

it will be the sea

to get lost in to ocean

soak up the rays