The cicada
song fills the air,
almost louder
than I can bear.
In through windows
sound and light flows,
washing sleep out.
But still abed,
cicada buzz
filling my head
with dreamy fuzz…
A grunt, a snort
says that I ought
be up instead.
I close the blind,
feign not to hear,
unmoor my mind
sleep drifting near…
Damn it, Sunday
is my one day
for a sleep-in!
Against the wall
I hear her lie.
Please let her fall
asleep so I
can snooze again.
I pray in vain.
The moment’s past.
Time to get up and feed the pig…
“haha I win!”
anotherKate 
What a fun poem. Your rhymes are natural and skilled and fun.
Thanks. 🙂 I like the ha’ sonnet form, it’s really fun. I came across it on Stephen’s If you haven’t got a sonnet https://muttado.com/ . It’s about a quarter of a sonnet – ABABCCD, 4 syllables per line, should have a volta (not all mine do).
Here’s a quick one for Sunshine and Amy, with some more Aussie slang:
Flat out like a
lizard drinking,
Sunshine strikes a
pose – he’s thinking
my life’s so great,
don’t need no mates,
‘cos here’s Amy.
Delivered!
Yes, I often read his ha’ sonnets!
Of course yor pig gets a string! 😀 You may not have manageed to sleep in, but you get a great poem. (I’m not sure that’s a good balance, but…)
❤
I think I'd rather have the sleep in!