Sleep, serene plum and gray, must end
Rubbing the eyes to get a clearer picture of this obscure Normandy surrounding you
The early morning sky, still celestial mauve, beckons you back to sleep
Walking down the creaking stairs, a complex grandeur, yet simple
Into the kitchen, the whir of the coffee maker, a tempting tempest rumor
Finally, a cup of classic bisque coffee in hand
Ready to join the Vermont current on the way to work

(inspired by paint pallets and friends)