Golden hour

A myth without a bard, lithographic sky… Stars of iris weigh down and birds trill, no time for tears. Sleepless morning and its shadow call me into a daydream.

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Morning Coffee

Morning Coffee

He brings the ritual cup,
A daily prayer against the cold.
She accepts his offering
Hands clasped in supplication
Guarding against the chill.

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Perfect Snow

This morning
while waiting for the schoolbus,
the snow was perfect,

and many flakes were caught
on tongue
by daughter and father.

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Look

morning comes in
a breeze..
stirring the flowers
the trees..
look at me..
look at me..
how could I not…

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Slam

morning comes
in a coffee cup..
and leaves with
the slam of a door…

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Adieu

May’s vibrant lace has drifted,
With the cool north wind it flew,
Leaving behind a depth of green,
To catch the morning’s dew.

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