Promptly Poetry - Book 3

Morning

Morning is an uncivilized chaos
of jangling bells
and tangled sheets,

of muddled thoughts
in a mottled world.
One open eye is paradise lost.

But come the shower, the brush-her and floss-her,
the sun shines bright
she’s done with night,

away shoos the shadows
and brews the tea.
Order restored in a cup and saucer.


Written for "Promptly Poetry Challenge (2025-2026)" 

Poem should be inspired by the image of an alarm clock and a cup and saucer.
Line Count: minimum of 12, no max
No form requirements.