SLUGGISH DAWN

From Cork With Love - by Paul O'Mahony · Mar 6, 2024 · 1m

Sluggish Dawn Waking is such sweet joy, my friend,Crumpled sheets and well-worn pillowsThe body warm and snug.A gentle lift-off with a push A right-hand palm, the door to a well-known pit,into the landscape of a fragile core. Nostalgia for the sweet touch of nightGone the face of slumbered satisfaction. Welcome back marauded morn Enough, enoughOh bloody hell, Myalgia, It’s way past time (To grease the palm) for physiotherapy.‘Tis no wonder Sluggish is my middle name. _________________________________________________________I submitted this new poem to ChatGPT with this instruction: "Write a…