Dreams shattered by a thunderclap!
Through silky blackness shades drawn back
All this before dawn’s pristine glow
Wreaks havoc on cloaked shadow show!
I sit bold upright – jetlag reigns
My mind, still restless, plays weird games;
With time zone consciousness awry
Perhaps a crossword I should try?
I’m alert and silent - Aussies sleep;
Am I reduced to counting sheep?
The clock dial by my bedside glows
The minutes drag by – should I doze?
With inner body clock disturbed
Was it thunder that I heard?
My brain, though active, is confused
A lone car rumbles by – I muse...
Dawn chorus soon – I’ve ringside seat
Small pleasures found in tiredness peak
A twilight zone for jet-lagged heart
New meditation in the dark …
Before the trauma daylight brings
Choc-à-bloc with mundane things,
This rude awakening gives me time
To marshal these few thoughts in rhyme …
(c) Poet in the woods 2025
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