I’m Up At Four A Lot
See What’s Become Of Me
What time is it, she asks, and I tell her
time’s irrelevant because it’s already
half past October, the General of Fallen
Leaves is hunkered down somewhere
under the woodpile, rallying the troops
for winter’s final onslaught. She asks me
what time it is without lifting her head or
opening her eyes and It’s four fucking
thirty in the goddamned morning, I say,
Go back to sleep it’s only an opening line.
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Go make your six-word confession to Call Me Cate at: SHOW MY FACE.
Oh, I love the grouchy Ron! And I do know how you’re feeling. Good 6-w-S
Good 6WS, Ron. 🙂 Of course you had to get up this morning this early to sign in for Cate. I did too. Nature wakes me up at three, not Mrs. Jim. But the alarm clock is on my side so I do have to tell her what time it is if she NEEDS TO KNOW.
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Beautifully poetic words and a gorgeous pic of a hideous hour of the morning. Not a morning person myself, can’t imagine why the heck you and Jim are blogging at such a crazy hour of the morning 🙂
I was up at 12:30 a.m. for an hour, then went back to bed until 3 a.m. I’m up for good (or bad) now. **sigh**
I don’t know how she puts up with you 🙂
Early starts get me that way too
Being up at four is great! When I have nothing to do the next day. Having a posse of people for which to care makes “nothing” rare…
I *really* like your story. Hope you get a nap today!
Beautiful picture and great poem…
BUT you are bit grouchy…and we wouldn’t want it any other way! LOL
Nothing like your 6WS to get me smiling on a Saturday morning!
love this! definitely sharing…sadly, i too, have been up at 4 in the a.m. :*(
Love the poem!
…and things can be very quiet but quite lovely at that time of the morning! It shows here!
Great intro and poem! I’d so be upset at that hour, lol
(visiting from 6WS)
Its a beautiful sky!! Our sun doesn’t start coming up until around 7ish. LOL with 4:30 getting up; I’m up around 4:55 a.m. to hit the gym 🙂
Hoping you get to sleep in on the weekends!
betty
Someone would have to die if I was made to rise at 4 am.