red light....

a day in the life...

open eyes

bleary grey morning

stretch

joints pop

scamper

across wood floors

to the bathroom

stare in the mirror

manage a smile

your beard is good

for another day

wet hair

curly and black

hints of white

your father's irish red

fights to be seen

amongst all that

polynesian darkness

run a brush

across your teeth

a hand through your hair

deoderant

because you never know

when that next embrace

will happen

you start your car

twice does the trick

off to work

a red light

you can either stop

go forward

go backwards

....you turn right

have that first cup of coffee

and from then on

it's red lights

the rest of the day...

Reviews

[FireWoman]

Just another day in paradise.

[Fran Marie]

lol, c`est la vie.... and you write it well;

[Ruth]

An analysis of life, a shard, a day, a battle - constant! lol
Awesome love!
Hugs
xx

[Ed Hart]

so, what you puttin' in your coffee...i mean, my one cup gets me half way to zeno's house, but never more than one red light, and that's on my way to get it

[Michael of Gilead]

Ah, coffee...the world is a bitter place without it ;)

[the in between]

I love this simplictic subject yet how it is so interesting in a way :) i like the diction and descriptions of the character in this poem

[DamienHino]

red light district haha cool day in the life...well traffic sucks but great writing

[.]

LOL..groundhog day!! Or are you a prostitute? :P

[paul]

what a fantastic description of the morning. things we do automatically, hardly noticing. the rhythm of this poem seems slightly sharp and choppy, task after task, like all of our mornings. slightly sharp and choppy and i love it.
-red lights the rest of the day... amazing symbols those stop lights...

[Jonathan De Elvira]

Yes, yes,...the same boring life could ended up differently without any expectation..
Sometimes with a smallest thing that you don't even notice...
Well crafted :) Fine way of telling the message by one simple creative poem..
good work..