Feel tired and heavy
Evening sadness rushes in
Whisper of cravings
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Feel tired and heavy
Evening sadness rushes in
Whisper of cravings
Winding mountain road
Clings narrowly to rock face
Tree line up ahead
Wings beat fast, head tucked
Little bird fights the gust front
Upwind battle won
Red-headed finch lands
Curiously watches me
Friend, foe, food, or flight?
Soft burble and hiss
Coffee steeps while Iām reading
Morning reflection
Powerful quiet
Your voice is not required
Even silence speaks
Pull the covers high
Refuse to leave bed today
Do I smell bacon?
Dawn breaks on east plain
Cold black sky melts into blue
Soon warmth breaks through
Cold spring night
Wake from shallow sleep
Dreams were gentle
But busy
Mind is chaotic
Frantic thoughts dance around
Deep breaths to find rest
No use
Tiptoe down stairs
Hot pot of coffee
Unable to focus
Too early
Search for a pen
Open the journal
Writing for a cure
Or curse
Slow wind starts to blow
Fog shifts, low clouds fly away
Sun wants to be seen