Sunday Sonnet (Monday-Posted & Rhymed Freely), #13, 2016

[Image by Salvator Dali] Today, she decided, before even opening her eyes.  Today would be slow, against the grain of modern age.  All know the pressure to maintain “busy”.  Ravens watched, spread their wings, stood guard then as she rose slowly from her bed, stretched and yawned (her nose wrinkling) and made towards the window.  Men…