I have this love-hate relationship
with mornings—
I love the feeling of a new beginning,
a horizon peeking its way through
my bedroom window,
to haunt and hover
over my new ideas to come,
the newness in the ocean’s air
and the scent of freshly cut grass.
But, if we turn the green leaf over
you should know how I hate the mind’s mutterings,
internal musings and deep understandings
of a fractured self
and exes who crave early morning sex
like I prefer midnight tantric musings.
It is not clear if there is a way
to escape this internal dilemma
or on which court to pounce the ball—
or if turning back time
really even matters.
Sit with the early morning questions
of how to pass the day,
and where to find hungry smiles
to propel me forth.
I want to believe
that these early mornings
are akin to the love-hate relationship
we all feel with life
as we spit back into the sixties
to our landscaped histories—
mainly because looking forward
glistens with uncertain futures
and undeniable aging ails.
Diana Raab, PhD, is an award-winning memoirist, poet, blogger, speaker, and author of 13 books. Her new poetry chapbook is, An Imaginary Affair: Poems Whispered to Neruda (Finishing Line Press, 2022). She blogs for Psychology Today, Thrive Global, Sixty and Me, Good Men Project, and The Wisdom Daily. Visit: www.dianaraab.com.
