Just One of Those Mornings


Standing by the window

I sip my coffee

And watch my cat

Look about with fear…

For the other felines

In the neighborhood

Lie in wait for her in envy…

They are not mean,

Just hungry and pitiful…

But my cat has no more food to spare nor I…

Just one of those mornings.


Turning up at the morning sky

I catch the lone fading star…

I wish with all my might

I could frame my thoughts

That match my mood

Pen in hand – a strand of hair

Empty page – nothing more…

Just one of those mornings.


This poem is my response to the writing prompt shared by Heather E. Wright
Use one, some or all of the following words in a story, scene or poem:
Coffee, star, pen, match, envy Park, window, fear, strand, frame


Image is from my personal file