Dawn

 

Dawn

remembers

nothing

Her night

was not disturbed

with dreams

or hours

of ceiling-contemplation

ennumerating wrongs

mine and yours

No aches

plague her rising

There is no wrong side

of the bed

Nor

is there oversleeping

or fruitlessly hitting the snooze

Lady Sun rises

full of color

quiet

and promises

Her new

can be mine

every morning

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Gulls

 

The afternoon sky

is momentarily

filled

with gulls

Congregating

in empty parking lots

they always seem

a bit cheeky

Their walk a hurried

strut

Heads cocked

to present a sharp eye

But on the wing

they glide

catching a current

and drifting

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Enough time

Why tomorrow

Why not

today

Be mindful

Evening

creeps in sooner

than it did

last week

last month

Light lingers

on evening's edges

Enough light

for a moment's

contemplation

Enough day

for doing

You don't need to make

enough time

There is

enough time

if you take it

Which

 

Whisper

wind or water

or words

Hum

or hymn

Flowers

or faces

Paths

or prayers