Waking slowly
Morning Calm Birds softly call, my sleep slips away letting me hear them Ravens, crows…Im not sure which, call loudly Muffled voices from the flat below…radio or television on low Just the sound to the fridge, and my breathing Sleep calls and I succumb, The dreams that were lost return Continuing the conversation as if uninterrupted The brilliant colours and slightly unreal lay of the land A few steps until the next alarm shrills in my ear The dreams slips away now, for good Time now to Sit up, lights on, alarm off start the day again,