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Morning Montage

written by: Judge Burdon

 

Unplugged my alarm clock
I can't get out of bed
Gave my shadow the day off
I'd rather lie here with you instead
The morning singing with traffic
And the cat's crying to be fed
My thoughts have all been distracted
Watching sunlight dancing on your skin

A stranger to my emotions.
And then you knocked on my dream
The door to my heart you opened
You kept my secrets.
Girl you undid me.
Now daytime taps at my window
Like a child that's been ignored
While heaven sleeps on my pillow
Newspaper lays orphaned outside the door.

Judge Burdon

Judge Burdon

On an unseasonably cool July morning in Chicago, equivalent to Dickens' David Copperfield, Judge Burdon was born on a Friday. His mother theorized it was so he would be in time for weekend festivities.
His fascination by the predominance of the written word inspired his study of English Literature. He attended Universities in the United States, London and Paris to continue his life's scholarship focusing on Victorian novels and authors.
His writing career to date has been devoted primarily to poetry and songwriting. Short stories and poems have been featured in: The Remnant Leaf, Stay Weirdand Keep Writing, Independent Writer's Blog and Anti-Heroin Chic. He is presently engaged in finishing his book "Imitation of Myself." A non-fiction story encompassing his experiences as a drug runner for a Mexican Cartel. Judge celebrated his 65th birthday last July and lives modestly in Costa Rica.
Judge Burdon

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