[Daybreak by Joan Miró from google dot com. Fair use]
A new bright morning, timid at first
To emerge, waits for sanction of bird songs.
Hitches a ride on the schedule of a passing aeroplane,
Dodges between tree branches and grey cloud spaces.
All the while, growing in confidence,
Feeling the warmth of a splendid sun.
Finally burgeons but still carrying the crayon set
of yesterday's sunset.
I am morning, OMG! she exclaims.
So she gives herself a hearty shake,
Then settles into a bright azure,
Waiting, knowing a few cumulus puffs will drift by.
SUNRISE © gillena cox 2019
Poets United Midweek Motif~
prompted by Susan
9 JanUARY 2017