Sitting still, alone As the sun peeks over the fence And stretches out to morning
A white Egret fishing In the shallow water of the Sound- A hazy morning sky
Shadows dance on the curtains Tree branches back-lit by the sun Shaking off the night
Time, measured On a pocket watch, Affixed to my side By a fake-gold chain, Opened by spring -loaded button, Ticks gently by. I could be waiting For a train I could be waiting for my love, But I am not. I am not waiting. Time, confirmed By the phone In my pocket, Connected to everyone… Read More Poem of the Day 6/12/20
A Woodpecker drumming Against a tree, his tapping Echos over sleepy streets.
In my sleepiness, Sitting on the couch, still dreaming As bird softly sing.
Curled up on the couch, We watch a movie together, A quiet dawn, sipping coffee
A Stardust morning- McCoy Tyner plays the blues Through my headphones
Hazy orange light Behind the cherry tree blooms sipping warm coffee
Morning, shrouded in mist, the starter turns over, a rumble tires on a wet road