I rise in
Darkness.
Humidity and heat
hang heavy in thick air.
Clothes stick and
I rush out and gulp
fresh morning air.
Light summer breezes
carry me to
pier.
Pre-dawn Darkness-
Stillness
Silence
Vacuum
S-p-a-c-e!
Tern calls overhead-
screaming Morning.
White Light marks horizon
separating dark water
from Sky.
Inhale freshness-
Smell of Dew!
Horizon line shakes as
Water- Sky lighten.
Fiery reds and yellows
blaze onto horizon-moving up Sky
as Morning moves in and speaks through the Sun.
Shimmering glory sparkles on water.
Sky radiates Gold!
Ingrid Exner, Poem #6, Poetry Half Marathon 2020
I definitely feel like this is one of your best ones, Ingrid! The emotions that attach to the imagery are universal and yet personal at the same time.
Thanks Stef! It is hard to decide which poem to edit and submit. I like this one too. It fills me with a great sense of peace and also I can identify with the universality aspect…I am just wondering about space in the anthology and because of that, I may choose to submit the Recipe for Jumping For Joy…just to save space. I think we get to submit two…maybe?
What a fantastic summary of a sunrise! Fabulous!
Thanks Siobhan! Sunrise is my favourite time of day!
I love this one, Ingrid! Such vivid imagery. Clear and crisp!