Kit Kelen - #141 - first things (autumnal)

141

first things 

(notes towards the shortest day) 

awake first thing

when light is still sacred

as if heaven yet might withhold

when bed is warmth

and world is snuffle-wary

brisk to the pinking

let's go if so minded

be of the day

as they outside are

that knocking sound

must be some bird

helpless with the dawn

still ground is snouted

eyes down dark

webs yet to fall to traffic

where night's yet with the track

what socks can stand

against such dew?

but in the orchard

kangaroo!