Waking up (a mind scrub)

Sleeping till the crack of noon

Waking with the setting moon

I always get up too soon

On a bet I listened to the sun set

but I never yet saw it get

so hot that it was wet from sweat

When reclined, my mind's eye isn't blind

With the alarm declined let me the clock and thoughts unwind

Give me some time to find my mind

Reviews

[John Sullivan]

Absolutely love the rhyme scheme, almost reads with a hip-hop cadence... I used to work nights, it was no fun waking up to a setting sun every day... great piece!

[Soren]

Thank you so much for the read and comment. I too have worked all the shifts in the past and now find it best not to work at all. Well at least not as much.

[John Sullivan]

Ahahaha, mustn't work too hard now. Take it easy, my friend.

[emmajoygreen]

Whatever you share with your 'followers' has a sense of purpose! This has it all, style, intelligence and - dear Soren, how brilliantly you use meter: here. amazingly witty

'On a bet I listened to the sun set
but I never yet saw it get
so hot that it was wet from sweat'

(Didn't take place in the cold, wet and windy UK!)

[Soren]

Thanks so much Emmajoy you humble me with your words. I have put out so many dark and heavy pieces lately it needed a little balance on the silly side. Thanks so much for the read.