The early-morning whirring of the insects
Seems like a suitable sound
For creatures careening ‘cross the universe to make
as their sphere spins ‘round and ‘round
A Suitable Sound
Tag: morning
Blossom and Promise
Mornings in March
Are all blossom and promise
Chilly air kissing your skin
Birdsongs signaling
Death of the darkness
A new day dawning without and within
Promise of Today
Pale yellow new-day
Dawning behind black trees,
A sunset in reverse.
Promise of today,
Seeping through the leaves,
Breaks the evening’s curse.
The sun, unseen, affects this change
With the light that it supplies.
The moon, suspended, in the West
Watches as the darkness dies.
