A long languid breakfast
pancakes with sausages
blueberries dripping
in honey-rich syrup
oh, I surely deserve it —
luscious black coffee
one rose from the garden
and I
propped up with pillows
the comics half read
a satin-silk jacket
hugging me warm.
But the sun has come shining
the morning calls out
and you tickle my fancy
just as you are
so I’ll brew the coffee
bring in the news
you’ll fry me an egg
as years run to decades
we’ll sit at the table
sip silence in comfort
then clear up the plates
and rise to the day.
Ursula Shepherd has spent her life writing and often worrying. As an ecologist and biogeographer she has watched the world dry and heat, and species go extinct. She has also delighted in the planet’s beauty and writes in warning and wonder. She is the author of a book, Nature Notes: A Notebook Companion for the Seasons, as well as essays and non-fiction pieces and has recently focused on poetry. Her work has appeared in or is forthcoming in, among others, Sheila-Na-Gig, Unbroken, Grim and Gilded, Ekphrastic Review, Passionfruit, and The Orchards.
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