good morning

It’s hard to say when the day starts if you never sleep through a night.
A day can start at 2pm. A day can start at 8pm.

Good morning.
No matter what the sun is doing.

It’s hard to say when a life starts once you’ve climbed out of the rubble of your past life, still breathing.

Good luck.
Even if you did watch your dreams go up in flames.

Today I am feeling good. Like most words and emotional claims, I’m grading on a curve. Ten years ago, I might have called a day like this the worst day of my life.

Today, I know better.
Some days are worse.

Some days blink into such darkness that they can ignore the laws of the sun.

Good morning,
if you’re playing by those rules.

Good luck,
if you’re playing at all.

Good news:
tomorrow is another day.
And you can start it whenever you want.

You don’t have to wait for the little hand to finish its race, for the stars to go into hiding, or for the end of a sleep you could never seem to find.

You can just call it good enough.
You can just wish yourself good luck.
You can just tell yourself good morning.

And a better day could be yours, just like that.

Some days are inherently good.
Some days wink into such brilliance that the sun itself becomes a shadow.

Good luck, my friend.
May your life blink through enough days that you can see all the dreams of your past life still hanging on the stars.

Good morning, my friend.
May your day be so full of light you do not need the sun to tell you when your life begins.

It begins now.
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♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥  ♥

Ra Avis is the author of Sack Nasty: Prison Poetry and the girl behind the dinosaur at Rarasaur.com. She is a once-upon-a-time inmate, a reluctantly-optimistic widow, and an exponential storyteller.

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20 Comments

    1. I didn’t realize you didn’t have it, I would have sent one your way. I owe you so much for the love sent while I was away, it’s the least I can do. Luckily, the Rarasaur blog book will be out soon and I’m already setting aside my pennies for those I want to send a copy to. You are, of course, on that list. ❤

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  1. Not sure how relevant this song really is, but it does have the same title as this post.

    Love you, Ra. You’re like a pheonix, you manage to take what looks like complete destruction and turn it into something new and amazing.

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