Morning song

Around the bend

a songbird sings

and the pigeons

grumble low...

while a hollow stick

with a lighted wick

smokes early

in the 

morning glow.

A silent man

begins to speak

his yellow hands 

tremble...

Beggars assemble

and start to sweep...

(a black hole 

had leaked

and left a streak)

while a burning star

just grumbled.

A grunting sound

begins to peak

and a few doorbells

seemed to freak...

The little babies

who were dreaming deep

began to cry and shriek.

Vapor

from the teacup

rose inside the cusp

around a little blizzard

that shouted at the wizard....

Pleased with

it's self

the colored

sparrow fled

into the blue skies

splattered with

new clouds...
And all was well,
so simple and proud.