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A Poem by HPVM


Submitted:Oct 23, 2012    Reads: 12    Comments: 0    Likes: 0   


Rising from slumber, i sit up.....
Back to reality for a day off work, that thing
i do to earn special paper:
Yawning with a grin......
Half asleep i climb into my thoughts and
work out my emotions....
37% Bad 63% good, i excuse sub
genres......well it was my day off.
Lazy, i roll out of bed and crack my bones,
open the window and admire the echo'd
music of birds resting in my garden.
The sun was bright, the clouds were
vacant and the smell of nature prepares
my senses.
Running a bath, i wipe down surfices and
catch myself in the mirror......i make a few
funny faces, giggle and head for the kettle.
An addiction i enjoy, coffee was on my
mind, a oversized cup, one spoonfull of
coffee, four half spoonfulls of sugar, half
water, half milk, stir, shake milk and poor
on top.......delish!
I press on to my sterio for Bach's piano
concerto, an arrangement so calm but so
powerful it gives me pride to be a
musition.
The erge is too much, i plug in my amp
and play a solo Hendrix would be proud
of.....
Turning the sterio to low, i role a cigerette
to go with the coffee swaying my head to
the slight sound of Bach and Birds.....
My phone rings........its Katie!
What a sweet soul she is, bubbly, jumpy,
funny and hard to resist, my best friend
from work, a girl so pretty she has a
natural glow.
We talk and joke for about one hour, a
comfort i only have from her.
Off the phone i thank carma and
fate......there my voices.....thats there
names.
Just a average morning for a guy like me, a
guy who preferes coffee from tea.
Thankfull just to be.....different, weird and
a bit of a minority.
Michael





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