I attended a Zoom workshop on creative writing hosted by Open Book Unbound yesterday. We had twelve minutes to write a poem on morning rituals. It is short enough to include a revised version here.
First thing Kettle’s on. I greet the sun with obligatory stretching In the valley, chapel bells chime Ave Maria I inhale on the first divine smoke of the day As I look to the hills while tomatoes redden and pumpkins fatten. I am the early riser, my feet planted in wet grass I am the quiet one in quiet time The dog barks, yet no one wakes Coffee’s done.
©2020 Allison Wright