Once More

Once more the world has turned
And to the silver shine of daylight I rise 
To sit in the solitude of silence.
The dark brown brew with its aroma
That brims the top of the smooth ceramic cup 
Warms my hands as I leisurely sip its magic
That seeps surreptitious to my mind to clear
The dimming dust of the long night’s dreams
Working to make clear my thoughts that turn
Towards the hours that stretch before me
Until my mind surveys the view of new
Yet still unknown adventures ahead
Along a path that is scattered with tasks 
That might hasten the hours to tick the time
That will lead me along to attend life’s journey.
Until unwilled, the world will once more turn
To meet yet again another star filled nightfall.



  1. louiville said,

    April 1, 2013 at 7:40 pm

    A sense of nostalgia flows well with the pacing of this poem. Once more is the perfect title for it deserves to be reread.

  2. bookendings said,

    April 1, 2013 at 10:10 pm

    Thank you!

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