Ripples

As thoughts yawn and rise, 

Telling tales from yesterday's Jack Daniels. 

Spitting out chiffon and lace, 

Lovers twirl and wrestle.

The bird song taunts.

Air loft breezes,

As a swan teases a lake.

Little ships bid adieu, 

While angels leaving their shifts return home,

To the kitchen flat line, 

Breathing lattes and cappuccinos.