I’m sorry never seems precise
When the sunrise fades too quickly
Into the waiting arms of 6:38am clouds
I will not so utter the words
Or promise tomorrow will be better
For I know the brilliant was glad for today
And that I was awake to see it at all
Of wake-up whispers:
I love you world. Yes, I will….
Take these outstretched hands.
Let’s lasso the light
So Sunrise shall meet Sunset
All while stargazing
Morning said softly:
Oh you Phenix bird rising,
Slide up, grace the day.
“Silly With Camera” August 2015
To your window please.
To the view you so Adored.
Take me. Hand in hand.
My fire will be felt
Only as I hold the gaze
Of who watches me
Lake Michigan sunrise; April 2015, Milwaukee, WI
Miracle sunrise
I will always sigh for you
Dance long on my Lake
Lake Michigan sunrise; Milwaukee, WI
In advance of the rooster’s dutiful proclamation
And the bitter coffee’s been brewed just for me
Joy!
Even before the Sun slinks forth to perform my favorite dance
I’ve been wrapped ’round and awakened
Some morning
This surely will be
a beautiful day. Light burst
forth. Dark could not stay.
Its a forecasting
The two small lights leave no room
To not sing and shine
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