At 6 AM

When I wake up and it's not quite 6 AM yet - oh, what, joy!

When I wake up and it’s not quite 6 AM yet – oh, what, joy!

Alarm Clock belts out Taylor Swift’s The Best Day

Bringing me out of the depths of slumber;

Cares come crashing over

Dreams, sweet dreams now forgotten;

Ephesians 6:7

Forces its way into my brain-

God is my master!

Hope battles with anxieties and care,

I almost let the latter win, but

Joy should not be a function of

K’s of transfer functions solved, or of

Laplace Transforms inversed;

My mind swims: What to do first?

Not looking forward to a plant design session,

Or another thesis consultation,

Process control problems await,

Quiet time notebook abandoned as of late,

Reminders for org tasks litter my planner;

Stop it, cerebral nerves!

To rest is a bodily must

Unless I want to combust;

Very quickly, these thoughts pass-

Wait, what? What’s happening now?

X’s and Y’s slide down a rainbow

Yikes, I must have returned to-

Zzzzz . . .

*The above is a response to Daily Prompt: A to Z.  


Things I’d Rather Do than Code a Matlab Program


and beam

at the cloudless blue sky,

a rare, enlivening treat

on January’s blustery month



my team

as they win a match against

this season’s favorite

by a buzzer beater shot



and feast

on a borrowed book

which doesn’t make my nose bleed

nor my brain juices run out



and scream

In fantasies, cast myself

as the protagonist

of an adventure plot



And date

my dream guy who only lives,

at present, at least

in an  imagined world



a rhyme,

Forget for a while

that due before midnight

is my unwritten lab report



Turn off

My exhausted laptop

And not care in the least

if the WiFi works not



and dream

of waking up to a day

when schoolwork quits

wanting to be my god


***I’m editing this now because I think it ties in well with the Daily Prompt: Nothin’ But A Good Time