Just Out of Bed

[_Shannon_]

Just Out of Bed

Still
hours away
from the crisp
orange lilies opening fully
Dog's
barking muffled
through low clouds
hanging wet and heavy
Coffee
sipped slowly
bitter and strong
mingles with sleepy eyes
Blinking
at perfume
choking and sweet
of dew cloaked gardenias
Awaken
sensuously now
with gentlest rain
barely reaching the grass.

[PrinceMyshkin]

Just Out of Bed

Still
hours away
from the crisp
orange lilies opening fully
Dog's
barking muffled
through low clouds
hanging wet and heavy
Coffee
sipped slowly
bitter and strong
mingles with sleepy eys
Blinking
at perfume
choking and sweet
of dew cloaked gardenias
Awaken
sensuously now
with gentlest rain
bearley reaching the grass.

All of this moves delicately but sure-footedly until it reaches the marvellous sensuality and tentativeness of those final four lines, where the "barely reaching" leaves one in the helplessly human condition of being a waiter, a watcher.

[_Shannon_]

LOL- and inevitab;y toward a Shannon typo... have I posted a poem yet without a typo? LOL! going to fix it....

[goldenrod]

Good mood evoking piece...bravo!

goldenrod.