This is not my morning
This is not my morning
Wrong
My calendar was wrong
So I'm starting the day
Where I thought it would end
Late
My sockless son refused
To leave on time
Rushed
In the car I
Grabbed bags and
Jumped out of the car
Seconds passed
Before I noticed my coffee cup tipped --
Coffee spilling out
A skinny stream
But still a stream
This is not my morning.
Wrong
Late
Rushed
And the coffee in some hidden car crevice
Music
Doesn't help
The only magic of iPhone shuffle + bluetooth
Is the skip skip skip skip skip skip skip skip
Joni Mitchell won't work
Skip
No, U2
Skip
Tori Amos
Skip Skip Skip Skip
Try Tori again
Precious Things?
Skip
Iggy Azalea? Loreena McKennitt? Adele? Eminem? Ed Sheeran?
Skip Skip Skip Skip Skip Skip Skip Skip
This is not my morning
Almost there - still in my funk
Maybe a little Hamilton
Will get my spirits up
"I'm Hercules Mulligan
When you knock me (or my coffee) down
I get
the ****
back up again."
There you go.
This is not my morning.
wrong
late
rushed
but ready.
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This makes me think of the song Breathe by Jonny Diaz. Another form of poetry.
Wonderful and heartbreaking for that person all at the same time! We’ve been there! Thanks, Ona!
OH my, I’ve had mornings like this. I hope the rest of the day improves-and I’m thankful your poem captures that feeling of frustration and frames it with perspective.
Ugh. Mornings like that are tough to overcome. Music and poetry can help though!