Inglorious Morning

My morning broke
in coloring inglorious,
no tempting taste of glistened dew,
no chirp or first-light hue.

The spider’s web
with patient patterned thread is gone
and too, arousing yawn at dawn
engorging virile youth.

Now thunder throws
its vexing growl to silence peace
and pours in deluge on my mellow prose.
Its ranks of droplets fall like dominoes
refusing to surcease.

© Mark Andrew J. Terry, 2017

Image source: Montana Thunderstorm by Sean Heavey. Found at National Geographic