*a line from ‘I Give You The Morning’ by Tom Paxton.
Morning comes:
a searching beam,
light dripping soundlessly from the trees,
as the moisty mist recoils.
Morning comes
the new entry on a blank page
and with the drying of ink
passes as time.
‘Behold I give you the morning’
I give you the bright enlightening of day
chasing night into shadows
black dog grumbles and black horse dreams.
4 comments:
Wow Keith, those last three lines are remarkable! Ah, the whole thing is awesome!
Impressive. The imagery is amazing. I think this is one of the best you have done. Beautiful.
Beautiful, Keith. Absolutely beautiful. One of your best in my opinion, although they are all very good! Applauding.
light dripping soundlessly from the trees
love it
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