2023 Poetry Marathon — Hour #1 — Dawn

A shift oozes into the darkness

the gentle blending transitions quickly

illuminating forms and shapes

the darkness hides behind anything it can

It shrinks

But never disappears

A glowing orb stretches across the horizon

and blinds to look at it

It makes everything seen.

Hour #21

I want to fly

Across the sky

And have the whole world at my fingertips

Hour #20

I traveled into the town

to buy the fabric needed for a gown

But when I arrived

I was told I was too late