My Morning AbsolutionA Poem by Ken e Bujold"a thorough rewrite of an earlier work"A leg up, and off, somehow in alignment -- the compunction for not sleeping
a little longer … unfortunately hinges on the choice of fish -- too
much sodium in the bass …
an overfill at the Old Towne Pump last night …
This morning’s need for a kicking
jolt, a bounce-back latte -- yet to be determined … dependant as always on the rooster’s rousing
abulia, how heavy the penance turns out to be …
I’ve learned through the trials and constipations of parsing irregular
verbs, one must not be too hasty in their rush to judgment …
a little relaxation goes a long way
when firing up the wagon, getting started
…
holding off on the monumental
decision of eggs on toast, or toast and eggs is the guiding principle to an enlightened
constitution …
how well you manage the rest of the
day’s deconstruction …
Peculiarly, I’m partial to reading
Eliot … the rhetorical sternness of Mr. Prufrock
seems ideally suited for the
twenty-minute …
wait for waste. My morning absolution. Ken e Bujold © 2023 Ken e BujoldAuthor's Note
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2 Reviews Added on April 5, 2023 Last Updated on April 5, 2023 AuthorKen e BujoldSomewhere in Ontario, CanadaAboutWriters write, it's what we do. Fish swim, woodpeckers peck... writers scribble (inside and outside the lines). more..Writing
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