Bare branches will come to life
Under perfection of color gradients
Many of us begin daily strife
For the goods & nutrients
Almost Sunrise
Wednesday Morning
Coffee freshly made
Woodpecker’s hammer nearby
Darkness, now, did fade
Against knowledge, I always ask why
Tuesday Morning
Fine network of tree branches
Appears at a black sky
A smell of plastic — I wonder why
The lunar face will shrink by tranches
Early Morning Moon
Two days after Supermoon,
I see a waning 🌕
Just across the roof
Howling winds keep the scenery aloof
@D
Autumn Morning
Just as comforting as Autumn Night
Beverage, conversation, during darkness’ might
@D
January Morning
It’s just after eight;
The first bit of dawn appears
Outside, though with little weight,
A slight bit of coffee scent rears
@D
Morning Sun
Warm like kind words
Energizing brightness
Strengthening across hurds
Light as creation’s kindness
@D
