Sunrise Symphony

         With a groan I roll over to peek at the clock.

         Have my hooded eyes deceived me? The time's a shock.

         There's no sweet sunshine caressing my baffled cheeks.

         Shimmery shadows shimmy in 4 a.m. streaks.

         The creature cacophony chorus startled me.

         My slumber shattered, splintered irretrievably.

         The neighbour's bird feeder boasts a blue/black barrage.

          Gawking, squawking, , squabbling, screeching starlings scrimmage.

         On the still damp ground seeds splatter, scatter, skitter.

         The bold birds strut, scrabble, ruffled feathers flitter.

         Squirrels scurry, scamper; cheeky chitter chiding.

         They challenge the greedy fowl from their branch, hiding.

         No blare, beep of alarm disrupts my reverie.

         Calls of the wild summon a sunrise symphony. ( 14 lines )