Wednesday, July 9, 2014

"Ode to Morning"

Blog Post #12

'The Sleeping Beauty' by Maxfield Parrish

*"Ode to Morning"

Husband wakes before the dawn,
While there I lie,
My will less strong.

He’s up and at ‘em—on his way!
While in my jammies,
There I stay.

I wish I had his vim and verve,
Then I might find, within,
The nerve

To up! and tackle each new morn,
Instead, my body’s
Tired; worn.

While I snooze thru' passing time,
My mind awakes with
Words of rhyme.

I reach for paper and a pen;
I scribble down each
Line, and then,

Body catching up to head,
I turn and hop
Right out of bed!

I never was averse to waking,
But prose and verse
Help in forsaking

Pillow, covers, bed and yawn;
I’m up and ready
For the dawn!

"Ecstasy" by Maxfield Parrish

*I realize this little verse is a departure from former posts, but this is, after all, 
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  1. That's wonderful! You are a poet...and I did not know it!

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  3. Anybody want a peanut
    ....sorry, I couldn't leave it unfinished.

    1. Thank you, Erik! I was hoping I wouldn't have to finish it myself.