A Full Day

From morning to nightfall

It's a sleepy vocabulary morning. 

The I’s quickly remind you 

That a sandman has coated my pupils. 

Yawns carry out its usual silent siren call. 

Jackson anticipates a walk 

His sleepy pose of a belly filled morning. 

The time become silent as the day’s beauty 

Wraps around my head. 

Prose spill out onto a sheet of white light.

I hear the tick of time. 

Grateful for another day, 

I pause and hear the echo of silence call 

While I type my words to bed.

Reviews

[Alfred Kukitz]

Thank you for the visit! Have a nice day!

[Kelly Scheppers]

"Prose spill out onto a sheet of white light...."

I really, really like this...a little introspect into another day!
Love the "sleepy vocabulary morning".