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Daybroke

 

Daybroke

 

Hey! now the day dawis;

The jolly cock crawis;

 

Now shrouds the shawis

Thro' Nature anon.

 

                                           ---A.M.

 

Oh, dear! Oh, dear, oh, dear.

 

Mornin's nearly almost here;

The dawn's come well-nigh almost broke.

 

Stew early for a self-voir dire,

Stew soon to have awoke.

 

I try too hard to think

For I've not slept one wink.

 

The TV's on the friggin' blink

The while I sit upon my rear.

 

The frigid ground around's

Succumbed to surface frost

 

By spreading leaps and outward bounds;

 

The set-sailed day comes so far lost,

I quite profoundly fear.

 

Oh, dear! Oh, dear, oh, dear.

 

The thissel-cock cryis

On lovers who lyis:

 

Now skaillis the skyis;

The nicht is neir gone.

 

               ---Alexander Montgomerie

 

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weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 3 months ago

You lost me,

please be so magnaminous as to help me understand this poem. You know how thick I can be, cheers, Jess
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barbsdad2003

18 years 3 months ago

Just imagine ...

you're a chronic insomniac, have once again come wide awake following a sketchy night's "sleep." Just imagine it's before dawn, you have not slept well all night, and now the coming day is ruined, of course---partly because, of course, there is now no hope of obtaining the much-needed rest that one by rights should normally expect the gods of night to grant. Perhaps I could have called the piece something like "Insomniac's Too Early Morning's Lament" or some such. I hope this here proffered magnaminosity suffices ... and rises to the level of being ably explanatory. Thanx, Chuck
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barbsdad2003

18 years 3 months ago

I might add ...

that I thought the play on "stew," being for both "is too" and, well, "stew" might be appropriate here ... since the insomniac protagonist (in this case, me) is all plaintively astew over his predicament. Yours, Chuck
weirdelf

weirdelf

18 years 3 months ago

Many thanks for your

Many thanks for your patience and erudition, I get it now and like it. I must have been having a brain-dead night from lack of sleep, cheers, Jess