Inspired by a morning walk.
Morning
I walk toward the sunrise.
The sky is clear and blue.
Slowly, light begins to show.
A golden glow
that promises to grow
in brightness and in warmth.
I turn and see
the clouds behind me.
No longer dark and threatening.
Instead, they are reflecting
the hint of a new day.
Sunday, January 15, 2012
Morning
I am a poet and photographer who likes sports, jazz and art inspired by other art. I served in the U.S. Marine Corps during the early 1970's and was assigned to the Computer Sciences School in Quantico, VA. I have published a chapbook of grief poems, I Keep You with Me. My work also has appeared in publications such as Thorny Locust Magazine, core. zine,The Enigmatist, Veterans' Voices and Kansas Time + Place An Anthology of Heartland Poetry. My visual art pieces combine poetry and photographs, and have been most recently displayed at InterUrban ArtHouse, Johnson County Arts & Heritage Center, Buttonwood Art Space, and The Smalter Gallery.
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What this says to me is ... you get up too early! ;) I live such crazy hours, the only sunrises I see are by accident when I'm still awake from the night before LOL. If I can ever get the insomnia under control, it would be nice to see one ON PURPOSE, especially over the ocean. :)
ReplyDeleteSounds like you're more of a sunset person, Chris. Either one would be gorgeous over the ocean. Thanks for stopping by. TALU
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