Unto My Day

When I rise the timing is right.

I look to the window. 

I feel the forecast.

The freshest air lingers before

dawn peaks light.  I'm cold.

I see the pigeons fight under

the street light for Mr.

Lee's crumbled bread. In a flash, 

dash to the roof to retreat. An

alley cat. So hungry, could eat a

bat. Rats! struggle for a drop 

of water, poisoned by city workers.

Slowly the daylight is bursting out

her sunny sun.

I'm full of life, recharged and 

ready for today's fun.

Reviews

[Dr. YumnaKay]

Ah I wish I had your energy to start off my day sadly that rarely happens. I like the somewhat rap quality in this write. Nicely penned. (:

[ROXANE DORSEY]

Glad you enjoyed this piece. thanks for the nice review

[Dr. YumnaKay]

You're welcome (:

[Einstein Noodle]

sublime beauty and appreciation in the pre dawn ... totally relate to those moments .. i am up early and the dogs demand i go out into the yard and enjoy the coming of the day ... i am in a forest and your poem is in the city ... which is something i like a lot about this poem ... to appreciate such glory in the midst of the city is awesome says i!
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[Nebula]

The thread of life

Very good poem

[ROXANE DORSEY]

thank you very much