A follow on post from an idea on Josephine Corcoran’s blog a post titled “In the wee small hours, someone’s working“. Awake at the wrong end of the day, apologies for the camera shake, it was a windy morning as the sun came up. Scanned from a negative.
Watching from the darkness
just outside the light of the street,
when sleep is the order of the moment.
Walking fence lines and back roads,
waiting for something, coffee perhaps
or boardgames and night TV.
Pass time moments between shift change
and happenings, orders and stand-by,
stand down and sleep the day till dusk
and back, on watch, watching for
early wakers and the dawn chorus,
the blue sky before the sun.
As an aside, this is my 300th post. Never thought I’d make it this far, thanks everyone for stopping by over the last few years and reading my rambles. Have fun, it’s life after all.