Monday morning, 6 AM

the geese came early
this morning, and loudly

already it was too gray a day
for the sun to make an appearance

the dogs, fractious still from being
pulled out into the dark and rain

growled up at the windows long after
the clattery troupe had passed

and moments later the rain
let loose and I with my umbrella

crept out the back door
into another day

© Sarah Whiteley

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11 thoughts on “Monday morning, 6 AM

  1. Oh yes, Monday has a special character all its own ( only thing worse is, possibly, Sunday night, which is an apprehension of Monday…). Just add rain and dark grey, the cacophony of geese and the whining of dog and it’s a good recipe for gloom….a nice, gloomy poem.

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