Friday, April 15, 2005

Shout Hurrah


Shout hurrah
For the first open-eyed view
Of the woken room

Cry hooray
For the slap of bare feet on cold tiles
And the first sip coffee

Chirrup with joy
As the pulling of curtains
Reveals a blue sky
And the boisterous birds
Give the world an earful

Sing ooh-la-la!
As a splash of warm sunlight
Sprays her naked body

Raise the roof
As she opens her eyes
Sees me and says
Why are you so bloody cheerful?

20 comments:

Roger Stevens said...

Yes, Jill’s coming home tomorrow. Halloooo Halllllaaaaaayyyyy!!!!
And what did I achieve? The new verse-novel is done and dusted. The Live at Staplecrust Village Hall is almost done - just need to put on the vocals. And the peace and quiet will be shattered and all will be back to normal. Hurrah!

Syl said...

Oh, you are chipper this morning! And have been quite productive too. I think sometimes "peace and quiet" is way over-rated=Zzzzzzz.
Glad your Jill will be back soon.

Lorena said...

love this!! i would love to be woken up like that. it's nice to get energy from others :)

Cocaine Jesus said...

Hey, that is good news. About Jill coming home that is. I hope that we all get a reduced price copy of the Staplecrust Village Hall CD!?!

(it does sound remarkably like something the either the Kinks or Viv Stanshall would have done.)

Leviathan said...

Its been a while. But I'm glad you dropped by and reminded me that I love your writing! I haven't done much of that myself lately. Who knows, that may change, will change. It always does! Keep rollin' out the words, you make it feel like a red carpet.

michael said...

Heart warming poem with a good punch line . Glad you were able to get some work done . Good that the love of your life will be home soon . Give her a big hug from us too ( us three).

Sue hardy-Dawson said...

Very funny poem, I hate it when Mark is away, it never seases to amaise me how ill not having someone you care about with you can make you feel.

eden said...

i like all your postings...
well done!

Mystique said...

That was a breeze of happiness all around. I love mornings in the summer.

transience said...

that last line packs quite a punch! glad you're peachy. and welcome back, jill!

Anonymous said...

YABADABADOO for you !

Anonymous said...

YABADABADOO for you !

Anonymous Poet said...

What does your spouse/ partner/flatmate think about all this shouting and crying in the morning?

Stan said...

I woke up this morning, made my coffee, turned on the computer and read the new comments on my blog, responded to them, and then had time to only visit one other blog this morning. I wondered why I went to yours, until I read this great, humorous poem about waking up into a wonderful morning. I will try to carry it through the day. Thanks!

Roger Stevens said...

Thanks for all your kind comments. Yes, Jill is back. Hurrah. Her brother and parents have been staying for a couple of days but now they’ve gone and we have the house to ourselves again. Which is nice. They all had a wonderful time meeting their new Canadian family.

The Staplecrust CD is almost done. It’s just waiting for a vocal. Then, CJ, it will surely be offered at a very low price to bloggers – or I may offer it as a swap. You send me something interesting in return.

Today I’ve been catching up with admin. It takes so long doesn’t it? Sorting out a couple of school visits later this week in London and some poems for an anthology about embarrassing teachers.

But what to post next? Something different. Some song lyrics perhaps? Some children’s poems? Any ideas?

nicole said...

Yes - childrens poems that you've written pleeeasse!!

Amie said...

a song lyrics! that'll be great! i wonder is there any difference composing a poem to composing a lyric?

Cocaine Jesus said...

More childrens poetry please. trying to get your books is damn hard and besides this way I can read 'em to Tweezil before they see print!
I have a shrivelled pancreas that we can swap if you are up for it. A bit of minor surgery nd it is yours!

Roger Stevens said...

As tempting as your shrivelled pancreas is, CJ, I was thinking more along the lines of a CD...

Coming up then, a few children's poems.

Cocaine Jesus said...

Awwww, OK. A CD then. Give me a clue to what music your heart desires and it will be yours