A "poem" ... probably just better called a "few words reflecting the dawn" promised and started several days ago ... when Fall was Dawning on Me ... written in Maine.
The photographs below are from New Orleans and Florida. Have a happy day.
Dr. Mike
Out of Darkness,
This Morning Dawns with Cotton Candy Skies ...
Magical
Fluorescent Trees Glow ...
Mesmerize
Shouting in silence ...
First shades of red, then yellow and green
Scream,
"Look at me", "No, me", No, me. I am the brightest!",
they "say", shouting in loudest colors,
fighting for attention against eternal pink-blue skies.
She called me out for this glowing feast,
into the cool crisp air, morning dew, soft moss and grass
cold ... feet ...
glide slowly down to earth
Eyes ... and up again
now drifting slowly ... "ahh" ... "apple tree",
red, ripe fruit gently bending branches,
easy reach, yes, "pick the ripest one"
Wet, cold ... "rub to dry ...
and shine"
"bite" a crunching sweetness ...
deeply chilling thoughts
Awaken ... chilled ... shaken ...
I
quickly go inside.
Happy Monday!
Dr. Mike
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