DAWN

Outside my groggy windows,

the new sun is an impresario

doing his tricks again. It is

going to be a good day.

He has turned the pre-dawn

rain that clings to the leaves

into a dark mere, ten feet away

and across the narrow valley.

It glistens.

He is an acrobat on the

impossibly long spider webs.

A silver shimmer runs

from a persimmon to that

shaggy cedar below, then

twenty feet up a tight-rope dance

from holly to elm! My eyes

open wide to see him everywhere.

Cankerous yellow detritus, and

flying sparks of life flash and burn

through shafts and dapples to splash

everything with gold, the real

Cirque De Soleil.

Without looking away, I reach for the

coffee I just made, and pour a sloppy

six ounces into the Navajo mug I bought

that time I got rained out in Flagstaff.

I’ll breathe deep now, and wait

while this one minute takes

its own sweet time to pass.

Reviews

[jacob erin-cilberto]

The sun is an acrobat....on a high wire of blue...and in the morning the speaker is an acrobat,
on a high wire of enjoying the morning, readying for the day and enjoying the cup of coffee.
Multi-tasking at its best. And the speaker hopes that one minute will take a long time to pass.
j.

[Vol]

What a beautiful comment!, Thank you!

[willweb]

Such a vivid scene you paint with words, I could see it all but then again I believe I have seen it before. Nicely done.

[Vol]

Thanks, man... Everyone has looked right at it, but most never see it...

[CJKurtz]

Terrific word choice and use of words which leads to powerful imagery well clarifuef

[Kelly Scheppers]

What a wordsmith you are! I do so admire the way you write, your articulation for expression invigorates my muse to stop and linger here!

[Vol]

Kelly,
Aw... Thank you. (Blush). It is weird how difficult it is to just accept a compliment... The only way to make it better is with a good long hug... I've read that for a hug to work, it has to last at least twenty seconds...
Vol

[Kelly Scheppers]

I used to date a man who was the best hugger. As soon as he walked in my door, he wrapped his arms around me, and the world no longer existed. I know it must have lasted at least twenty seconds, perhaps more. He was never the first to let go. I think of him to this day, ever fondly and dearly. Thank you, Vol!

[Vol]

Kelly,
SMILE ;-)

[W. Barrett Munn]

I’m surprised you didn’t get snowed out in Flagstaff. Maybe those spider webs stretched all the way to Williams or north to the south rim. I can almost smell the Ponderosa pine trees and the Folgers in your cup.

Winston

[Vol]

I know Flagstaff can be rough in the winter, but I was on my scooter in mid-July, and wouldn
t have minded a mfew flurries...

[Vol]

I know Flagstaff can be rough in the winter, but I was on my scooter in mid-July, and wouldn
t have minded a mfew flurries...

[Vol]

(I hate the keyboard on this laptop...)