Facing Forward, Pursuing Progress
I find it far easier
Waking to poetry
Than to news
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p style=”font-family:"”>The cloud filtered light
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Awoke by the rooster’s call
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p style=”font-family:"”>Train horn echoing miles to me
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p style=”font-family:"”>Hurtling down the freeway
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The night is now done
Morning clouds hiding the sky
Now it’s time to move
Good morning! I hope your day exceeds all your hopes and dreams.
Woke to robin’s call
The cool air calms my spirit
Rain upon the leaves
This month’s one last day
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p style=”font-family:’Helvetica Neue’, Arial, sans, sans-serif;”>This day can still be seized
the day begins
morning’s power embraces
coffee: come fuel me!
light trickles through blinds
dawn’s handiwork is complete
charm of backlit trees
Light exudes comfort
Low slung Sun filtered through firs
Glinting off the dew
Throbbing skull
Easing now
As tea
Drifts through
My veins