Bed + Poetry Class 1

Getting back to bed, acknowledging you sprinted the first hour of the morning too quickly, returning to calm while the world outside builds itself. If you were traveling by ship across the ocean and could suddenly fly, step right off the deck and float above the waves, watching the barge carry on and out of sight.

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Oh to know the author
to see them at the bank counter
laying out bills
perhaps Genius is not made, perhaps
hard work is not the only way, no way
to tell
but wait.
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Prompt: utilize assonance and or consonance
”what does it mean to do what you do?”

Every morning I’m caught drinking coffee for the caffeine high. Despite cup after cup I come back and keep coming back pleased with the sea of brown inside me. I am careful and cautious because the tide may turn to a hurricane, causing my head to migraine.