
‘Suddenly I saw the cold and rook-delighting heaven’.
from “The Cold Heaven”, by W.B. Yeats
never enough, no never
enough, I sense her
monstrous pie-face
leering, spy her bony
hands convulsing, tormented
by her minding-numbing
cackling, tock-tick-tick-tock-
tick…even her minions, those
maniacal demons, strobe
bloody, red in the dark
murky gloam, would that
the sun and moon were
enough, but no, I am in
race with this fiend, a
relentless taskmaster who
tolls every hour, with nary
a second to smell
a wild flower, another
day slips into oblivion
~kat
A daylight savings time fallback protest poem for Jane Dougherty’s A month with Yeats: Day Six Challenge. I woke up a hour too early and drove home from my 9 to 5 in the dark. I do not like this time change…no, I do not! 😨




November 7th, 2017 at 5:26 am
The rooks were getting to you then? While heaven was laughing 🙂
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November 7th, 2017 at 5:30 am
Yes indeed! 😉
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November 7th, 2017 at 5:45 am
🙂
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November 7th, 2017 at 6:46 am
Why do “they” always forget to inform the dogs and cats of the time change?
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November 7th, 2017 at 6:50 am
Or me…my internal rhythm is not going down without a fight! 😳
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November 7th, 2017 at 5:18 pm
Groovy Madness! 😎😎😎🥀🥀🥀😎😎😎
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November 8th, 2017 at 12:11 am
It is maddening! 😜
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