From mid-autumn until the end of winter,
each day begins and ends with night,
not morning’s gentle lightening or splinter
of tea-time twilight, although sunset
still kaleidoscopes in clear October skies.
We live from day to day: wake up,
rise and read about incessant lies
over the rim of a tea or coffee cup.
Then it’s time to catch a bus or train,
ignoring nature’s handiwork
as we battle against wind and rain,
or nose like moles through mist and murk,
missing frost-silvered cobwebs on the gate,
hurrying because we’re running late.
Kim M. Russell, 9th October 2019
My response to Poets United Midweek Motif: Everyday Living
This week Sumana has chosen ‘everyday living’ as our motif.