All Comments on 'At dawn I watched'

There's nothing quite like a

Drunk's fulsome praises for the

Sun's spectacular rise or

More accurately put, the

Horizon's sink.

swings with insomniac glory. Thanks for the ride.

we trade out old Kronos

in two four latin time

as Bacchus bows to Morpheus

the drink we think along the line

and all too soon does dawn arrive

her rosy fingers working fast

her sport is our pleasure

yet our pleasure can never last

sequitir? slurred speech?

I get wobbly, good job!

Like this especially:

on whether stars rise

or horizons sink, thoughts

that only the truly intoxicated

think.

Great title, refrain.

Awake all night ~ greeting the day hungover.