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"Spoiled Morning Ritual" by Zoo - Salted and Roasted
As always, the morning is quiet,
and she walks into its color alive,
at peace with its pink and mellow,
entranced by its baby's breath clouds,
to capture its dewy reverence forever,
in the happy bank of her mind's eye.
Morning paintings to please her eye,
birds and flowers to dot the quiet-
a sunrise ritual that lasts forever,
making her sleepy heart feel alive.
Cool morning sailing on the clouds,
the day as young as she, and mellow.
Then climbs the sun and warms the mellow,
slanting sharply; she shields her eye,
as the piercing morning burns the clouds.
Her hat pulled lower, she paints the quiet
one last time before the insects come alive,
to tease the lazy cat who sleeps forever.
If not for the heat, she'd paint forever
But the coolness is gone- and no longer mellow.
Her heart doesn't feel quite so alive.
She wipes away sweat and fights with her eye,
to see the beauty, the peace of the morning quiet,
long since burned away with the clouds.
Sweltering laundromat air makes new clouds,
and the heat of midday builds thunderheads forever.
Her ritual morning paintings, no longer quiet,
giving way to darker greens, the absence of mellow.
She struggles to recreate, but the fear in her eye
is the rain on her palette, and a summer storm comes alive.
Her colors move into purples and greys, alive
with her contempt for the electrical clouds.
As the cat dives for cover, wild look in its eye,
she gathers her things, hasty retreat- not forever.
Ritual therapy, tomorrow, will make everything mellow.
But now, lightning shows a scary place, where nothing is quiet.
Hurricane wind lashing the shingles keeps her emotions alive forever,
Crackling nerve-endings huddle inside, wishing for the clouds to mellow,
Waiting for the eye to finally pass, her heart to stop pounding, and quiet.
Zoo - Salted and Roasted
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