Summer Mornings

 

The evening bends with powdered blue persuasion

Breaking through to find the sun

A ghoul of a moon with its black disguise         

Hides behind this white embrace

 

Dew drips of mornings forgotten

Worn out stories like weathered amethyst

The collapsing light at the edge of dawn

The rivers swell with abounding swiftness

       -faintly guarded banks of the river falls

 

We made our home were the shadows claimed residence

If just for an hour or more

These summer mornings I vaguely remember

Like a dream blinked out of my world