Another day (Prose)


in the stillness of the morning……

darkness dissipates leaving a haze of

darkened blue

before the sun rises

birds call their morning song

in the early hours when life slumbers

in houses

down my street

bleary eyed I sit in coldness listening

to the world awaken

another day, another breath for some

who are deemed


for others whom I write about

no birds will sing for them



©jmtacken 6th November 2013

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It is early, I couldn’t sleep, I have been busy writing the Service for tomorrow, so my apologies if you have missed me. This is what came into my thoughts a few moments ago.