dawn sets land ablaze
warms and eases writer’s cramp
puts dead words to rest
morning
#60
dawn sets land ablaze
warms and eases writer’s cramp
puts the dead to sleep
#66
early yawning ghosts
begrudging to clamber on
death before midday
rise of the curtain
Morning broke again this day,
with gusto born of a by-gone time
whose influence has seeped through
the veins of eons past
to touch our lives even today
and reach beyond,
farther still,
to mark our stage long before
we make our entrance thereupon.
early morning
wake with the world this time
letting the morning be forever
the whisper of twilight’s a rumour
on the sweet delight of day
what treasures in store
waiting to be found by happy eyes
everyday’s a gift for me
and every waking a blessing
rising with the sun
