I had different plans when I woke today -
Stayed in bed anyway,
Covers pulled to keep me warm
With the firm change of ice wind blow
I wanted to walk
Out by the gate
As the time ticked on and on
Till late afternoon, with overcast skies
Wind just ripping right though
I was frozen, with shock,
For the temps were warm,
Just days ago,
I need to dress, hat and glove
Heavy coat, and get out, after the waking
Maybe when I'm walking, I'll dream of
Windmill's spinning and the other gate
North town, from the other town
Maybe dream of other places…
By other loves,
Out walking
T. Plotz
After The Waking
28 October 2017
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Such a heartwarming poem, Thomas....10++++