Sunday Morning

© 𝕾𝖆𝖙𝖎𝖘𝖍 𝕮𝖍𝖆𝖓𝖉𝖗𝖆

Yet another daybreak,

Blue, grey skies. 

Cold brisk morning,

Struggling sunrise.

Enjoying my solitude,

Online. Unwise?

Listening to oldies, 

Soothing, nostalgic.

Warm mugs of coffee,

Aroma, mmm... exotic.

Many fakes, forwarded,

Ignored. Discarded.

Tilt at windmills?

Quixotic, illogic?

No urge to debate,

Meaningless rhetoric. 

Soundtrack muted,

My world is on pause.

Brain on autopilot,

Loops, zigs, yaws.

For better or for verse

Verbose, and yet terse.

I ruminate, caffeienate,

With company feline.

Swirling like autumn leaves,

These rhymes rise & shine?