THE AWAKENED

             THE AWAKENED                              TIM WILLIAMS  JUNE 2015

I OPEN THE BACK DOOR
A NEAR-BY PIGEOEN GREETS ME,
THE SUMMER SUN DOES EARLY MORNING 
BATTLE WITHT THE VALLEY MIST,
DISTANT VEHICLES ROLL ALONG THE TARMAC ROAD
SOUNDING TO MY EARS LIKE WAVES ROLLING IN,
THE FIELDED PHEASANT SOUNDS IT'S DISFAVOR
AS SMALLER BIRDS CHIRP A SHRILL DAWN CHORUS,
I STUB OUT MY CIGARETTE,SIP MY MORNING FRESH COFFEE
AND RETURN TO THE BLANKET OF OUR KITCHEN
AWAKENED BUT STILL WAITING