morning stretch

morning sun
tilts head
toward curtained window

i cold shoulder it-

just five more minutes
before i roll from cosy pit
greet the day and stretch out older
bones slowly and mindfully
reminding me in no uncertain terms
that actions creak louder than words

submission for Quadrille#43 at dVerse

36 thoughts on “morning stretch

  1. kanzensakura says:

    I’ve meant to mention before I love the pic of you as a child! This poem perfectly puts the image to awakening….I stay in bed as long as possible, probably because I only went to sleep (finally) at dawn.

  2. Glenn Buttkus says:

    I like the image of cold shouldering the dawn–but now that autumn is upon us it is still dark at 7am-ish, so often I rise or resist still wrapped in darkness.

  3. lillian says:

    Isn’t that the truth? An least for me, I no longer “bound” out of bed these days….it’s that tentative rolling on my side, putting the legs over the edge of the bed, standing up slowly, and creaking a bit as the first steps come. It’s okay….grateful for every day!

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