Tuesday, January 02, 2007

Time Zones

Poetry Thursday introduced us to the Gumball Poetry website. Can you imagine? You put a quarter in a machine and instead of gum you get a poem. How cool is that? I think I want to find a gumball machine and do this with student's poems.

So I checked on the submission part of the poetry website, only to discover they are full up with potential submissions for now. This is the poem I would submit.

Time Zones

Three o'clock in the morning
I lay awake. Our dog's moist pointy nose
nuzzles the ell of my knees.
You sleep soundly.

East coast bakers swing open doors,
releasing aroma ribbons, invisible hooks
pulling early morning workers inside for
hasty cups of coffee and warm pastries.

West of me, moonlight guides a lone wanderer
roaming deserted streets
Church bells sound off, an alarm clock
proclaiming a new day.

I turn over, draping my arm over your midriff,
pulling you closer. Breathing synchronizes,
our dog shifts south
All this while you sleep soundly.

For more, go to Poetry Thursday.


Crafty Green Poet said...

Very evocative poem. It reminds me of passing the late night bakery after student nights out, the smell of fresh bread in the early morning air...

Poet with a Day Job said...

This is a wonderful poem! Thank you for sharing and for teaching me a new word: "ell"

_Soulless_ said...

This speaks to me of contentment, of moments to long cherish. ^_^ Thank you for sharing it. Dream well.