Have you woken up and seen things differently?

Question

Oooooooooh yeah, that crooked

shine, halfway up the blade of grass

dew-drop avalanche

passing spider flinches

robin's head half-red jabs the web

tired dog gazes, his wolf dreams

dormant and morning

sweeps clean the groggy

and dazed indifference

of night.

Answer 1

I wake up on the back porch often out here,and your poem is right on,man I miss my old dog now.

Answer 2

Ya, especially when I've gone to sleep petting my big orange and white cat and wake up with his Butt in my face instead.  I certainly see things differently then.  And he doesn't clean his butt.

Answer 3

Yep, I do that most of the time. It is a habit;-)

Answer 4

Bravo!

Answer 5

Yeah, I think I smoked a little of that back in the old days. Far Out, dude. peace

Answer 6

Seems like they are beginning  to now.

Answer 7

"..the groggy/and dazed indifference/of night--excellent poetic expression.

Does this poem have a title?

Answer 8

Yes sir, and the images you stir with this are not just images, but memories.

I can smell the dew.

Thanks Buk.

Answer 9

You had me at crooked shine...

Answer 10

It's ok

Answer 11

Buk, when I read stuff like this from you, I just want to whack my head for my lack of depth...how I wish I could express this way! You have a poet's eye, a gift given you, that so few have. Take that eye with your heart and mind....poof!  A combination that takes my breath away, literally, as I read such as this.

It's a good thing I love you, or I'd really hate you for your brilliance!

ma

Answer 12

Good Morning to you too sunshine.  

Answer 13

so, that's a good thing, right?

Answer 14

"dew-drop avalanche...."

....love it!

Answer 15

YES WEN AM NOT PIST

QUALITY OVERSIGHT

Answer 16

Every day is a new beginning.

The day starts with a little light,

the birds come out and sing their songs.

The dew on the grass is fresh and new,

the bumble bees start eating their nectar.

The kitty stretches out the kinks of the night,

Goes hunting for it's morning meal.

And I, yes I look around at the wonder of it all.

LOL

Very nice dear boy.  

Answer 17

It's like 2 people growing up in the same house and having totally different memories.

Answer 18

I see it too, except no dog. Instead I see 3 lazy male cats and my fierce, killing machine, she goes by the name "Gracie" .

Answer 19

Yes, the last time I slept out side, 'cept my eye's were glazed from doggy breath breathing in my face.

Answer 20

now if one could only shut up the re- construction next door every crack of dawn,I believe that poem will convince me to appreciate mornings.

Answer 21

Oh, I love your poems!

Answer 22

Grr nothing changes for me.......same four walls, sunlight glimpsing through the curtains, hurting my eyes,  oh wait, i've missed something,   Hello who are you.........x