time is up

I can hear
the coffee grind
coming from the kitchen

I’m a lazy old fool
who’s still in bed

even though
the blue is up
and the yellow down

even though
the magpie outside
is wardle-ing

aren’t you up

why are you
still sleeping

come on come on
the day is awake
and calling

I can’t hear
the coffee being ground
in the kitchen

it is time
and I
am rising

© Frank Prem, 2017

June 2017 Poem #05: the trench man’s tools


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