Morning Comes Too Soon


Morning Comes Too Soon


Under the covers wide awake,

the agony of worry takes its toll.

Racing thoughts and unfinished deeds

march across the dark ceiling.

Some far off future overpowering the now,

like an invisible bedmate wrestling the blankets.

No mantras, prayers, or count of sheep

will soothe festering anxieties.

The light goes on, again, another page is turned,

but sleep does not come to weary eyes. 

The clock mocks as hours pass by.

The glaring face cannot be ignored,

as morning comes too soon.
Ann Christine Tabaka
Ann Christine Tabaka is a nominee for the 2017 Pushcart Prize in Poetry. She placed Third in Vita Brevis Best Poem Contests both January& February 2018.  She was selected as Poet of the Month for January 2018 and interviewed by Kingdoms in the Wild. She lives in Delaware, USA.  She loves gardening and cooking.  Chris lives with her husband and two cats. Her most recent credits are Page & Spine, West Texas Literary Review, Oddball Magazine, The Paragon Journal, The Literary Hatchet, The Stray Branch, Trigger Fish Critical Review, Foliate Oak Review, Bindweed Magazine, The Metaworker, Raven, RavensPerch, Anapest Journal, Mused, Apricity Magazine, The Write Launch, The Stray Branch, Scryptic Magazine, Ann Arbor Review, The McKinley Review. *(a complete list of publications is available upon request)

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