Poem #48 Rudely Awoken

Rudely awoken

First light crept through
Our bedroom curtains
Beckoning us to arise
And be about our daily tasks.

Early morning dreams still washed
And swished through our
Foggy minds not really
Wanting us to wake fully.

Thump!

The loud thump
Sat us up in bed
Wondering what
Had crashed.

‘Must be another bird,’
I muttered, going barefoot
To draw open the curtains
To investigate the disturbance.

Oh dear! Catastrophe!

No injured bird was seen – only
A pane cracked diagonally
From corner to corner.

Somewhere we had a raven
Or magpie with a massive
Headache that morning,
Forced to reflect on its mistake.

© 2013 Trevor Hampel

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  • Written on 3rd November 2013 on an incident which occurred several mornings previously.
 

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