Again This Morning Poem by Joseph M Donatelli

Awake at five am before the dawning
The house is sleeping secure and snoring
A soft glow from the window forming
The only light in the darkness turning
I have a cup of tea to start the morning
Before hormones disrupt the calming
Effects of night trance on the minds workings
And returning sun begins mental storming

These two hours between five and seven
With tea and cookies to start the morning
Im usually alone in my little chair haven
Free from emotions so blantent so driven
Calm is the world where other are sleeping
My wondering mind usually sharp is drifting
From memory to memory stories uplifting
What will this day be bringing feeling

Sitting here I begin my usual guessing
The same complaints unchanging festering
Fuel the dialogues while intensity straining
The fact that nothing positive is gaining
If complaining is followed by complaining
With no attempt to regmake the falling
Repetitive exasperation is doubbly disturbing
Filling the day with wasteful churning