Slow grey morning
Through the open window comes the noise of traffic
Doppler-shifted, there's less than there used to be
Lazily reaching up from the street to my ears
Then fading away like smoke
Dissipating into the world
I see and hear
The cool breeze gently rustling the branches of the beech tree
Though no bird chirps to disturb
The coming and going of cars
Their passing as waves cresting and greeting
The urban shore
A chainsaw!
Noisily interrupting the peace
Intruding the purposeful drive of humanity
On this grey and overcast day
Breaking my contemplation and urging me to activity
Today is slow but you're now resting on me as I write
Dreaming 'puppy dog' baby dreams
Cute little noises easing me into the day
Panacea to my tiredness
Alas it's time to move my little one
I'm out of coffee
Entry 22 of my participation in the “100 Days to Offload” challenge – find out more and join in!
2020-08-05 #100DaysToOffload #poetry