Poems about practicallife

A haiku day...one of great sufficiency

Dawn
Ears ringing and bursting
with cock crows
 
Noon
Stuffed to the gunnels
with sardines
 
Dusk
Filled to the top
with owl hoots
 
Midnight
Brimful and bursting
with bogeymen

Awakening

Night falls, quiet comes.
Happiness awaits those,
who enter into this,
eternal bliss,
wish it would last.
Suddenlys
with a click,
on comes the alarm,
and I cannot force myself out of bed.
I wait, maybe its a dream,
maybe I don't have to waken.
As 07:20 rolls around
I get up,
so reluctantly.