Misty Morning Melancholy

As the darkness of night fades away
Before the brightness of the coming day
She sits upon a bed made for two
Another night she has made it through
Counting each moment, they are apart
Her heart was his from the very start
Knowing that the time grows short
The words of his love upon which she finds support
Upon this morn she finds no jolly
It is nothing but another misty morning melancholy


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Prompt Courtesy: https://puttingmyfeetinthedirt.com/2019/02/01/february-2019-writing-prompts/

Coffee Curfews

Oh morning you come to early
My mind is left a little squirrely
But that first cup of joe
And I know
My mind wakes to find
A level of another kind
Alas, weariness come back again
So I hit that pot of coffee for a win
Perked up and ready to go
All day I’m in the flow
Wonderful caffeine in my veins
My teeth left a little stained
But that time who knew
Of my daily coffee curfew
For another cup if I take
I will surely never sleep, but stay awake

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As Two Become One

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A pull

A tug

Moving your body next to mine

A touch

A caress

Feeling you next to mine

Closer and closer we two become one

To arise in the morning with you at my side

Entwined we embrace our love to one another

A kiss

A twinkle

You were made for me as I was for you

A look between two souls combined together

As two become one


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Monday

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The beginning of a new week

My head aches my body is weak

A weekend of rest and relaxation

Lying in bed until noon

Time with my wife we swoon

Staying up past midnight

Now Monday comes and I have to rise at first light

Crawling out of bed

Sleep still clouds my head

Into the shower I go

Shaving off my beard that has just begun to grow

Putting on my uniform and pulling on my boots

Heading out for another week of work

Somedays the weather is nice, somedays not so much

Monday comes and the only thing I can think of is

When will Friday arrive……


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