Posted in Books & Stories, Improv, Non-Fiction And Poetry

Just Now

 

Lying on a mound of plush toys

Pulling billowed pillows over my legs and around my back

Closed my eyes for a moment

But an odd dream began to materialize and I said no

The faux cuckoo clock began to play

It’s five

Opened my eyes

Found the ground

Scratched my head

Reluctant to move

In a good spot

Too bad

Tick, tick, tick, tick, tick

Up I go

That one was sticking me in the side anyway

Where’s that espresso

Wake up sugar

Tap the jar on the counter

Pour

Whisk with the frother

Microwave

A few seconds more

Perfect

But

Where’s the steam

I need to imbibe

28 seconds ought do

Thickheaded coffee

I intend to win

Now we’re talking

To you day

You may begin

 

 

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I’m a self-published author of two books, a blogger, grandma, mom, auntie and friend... I’m also a TEFL instructor, have lived in a few other countries besides the US. I love walking, cooking, reading, traveling, teaching, learning, language, movies, vampires, mummies, zombies, other assorted creatures of the night, science fiction, romance, action, adventure, classics, Latin, Soave, Chianti, D’Abruzzo, Ouzo, Sambuca, Bulleit Bourbon, Plato, the ocean and tanning.

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