East to west (and back again)

A beautiful sunrise with thoughts of someone you care deeply about.

East to West (and back again)

 

Not even a voice, merely words on a page,

a welcome, a smile, waiting as I lift my eyes

From slumber, kicking out the last of my dreams,

only to find that they do not end

 

Orange sherbet skies paint my windows

above yawning tree lines at the end of a dirt road

Persimmon outlined shadows

dance about my walls inviting me to look

 

I grab my cup, hot but needed, step into my shoes

passing through to morning, taking a sip…

I find more beauty than my eyes have seen,

while birds flit from branch to branch

 

The air is cool, unusual but so very pleasant,

heated days form in my memories of yesterday,

when cool springs were no match for the flamed heavens…

yet perfection now touches my skin

 

And I see, before me not a morning, not a brilliant sunrise

but you…your words, your touch, finding me at a distance,

telling me that this day is ours, beyond horizons…

East to west and back again…for the beauty of my day is always you

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Baby Ricochet]

Good images and ending. Great work Jack

[Jack...]

Thanks so much my friend

[SyberRose]

From the beginning you set a beautiful mood, and then painted your passions with hues of wonder. Nicely rendered Jack...Rose:)

[Jack...]

Thanks so much sweet Rose. It sure is nice to see you again. Your smile is like a sunrise to me.

[SyberRose]

thank you so much...glad to be back Jack:)missed you

[Corset]

always so lovely your swoons, they make all the ladies sigh, it's true, don't deny, you know we need the romantic words to keep our own dreams alive. So beautiful Jack, what more can I say? My favorite stanza is :
Not even a voice, merely words on a page,

a welcome, a smile, waiting as I lift my eyes

From slumber, kicking out the last of my dreams,

only to find that they do not end

[Jack...]

Thank you so much my friend. It is your sweet comments that make me swoon.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

love the orange sherbet skies...

i like those images you use that get us there, we see, hear, touch, taste and smell all you do..

and this relationship...which makes the day complete...

the person receiving these words would be quite moved...since we know your readers are.

[Jack...]

Thanks so very much Jacob. Normally I am at the office well before sunrise, but this weekend I was lucky enough to be awake to experience this beautiful display of nature and feel it touching my heart.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

i guess we poets are different aren't we?

nice to hear someone just stopping and taking it all in (the sunrise)---

so often people would just miss it..being too busy to notice.

[Lydia Shutter]

OH OH OH....I am ALMOST speechless! Jack, the beauty in this poem is overwhelming! First of all, the love of nature. The beauty of a sunrise that takes one's breath away is etched with your every word. I could picture you standing there with a cup of coffee gazing out at Mother Nature's artwork. But, the icing on the cake for me was the melancholy longing for someone you love. A poignant ending to a magnificent write. Thank you for this one! Saving it. Lydi**

[Jack...]

Lydi, thank you. Your comments on my poem are like a beautiful sunrise painting my skies in soft pastel colors, allowing my day a perfect start. I always appreciate you stopping by .

[TL Boehm]

such a beautiful moment. I love the way you capture the depth and beauty in little moments that many of us rush through and simply don't see.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Tammy. Your words are always bright sunshine to my day.

[Angi]

Jack, this one has me hearing your padded footsteps from bed to kitchen, pouring a cup, out to the deck, eyes to the sky, mind straight to her. Lovely and soft reflection. Angi~

[Jack...]

The sunrise on Sunday morning was absolutely gorgeous Angi and you are very close in your depiction of the events that led up to this poem. Thank you so very much for leaving such kind words for me.

[Angi]

You are welcome. I am finally getting into my RR's. I had almost 200 built up! I will get them turned back on as soon as I get this list whittled down. Sorry it is taking so long.

[Jack...]

Take your time my friend. I just wish the interest on my bank account added up as quickly as these RR's do.

[Angi]

Ha! You ain't kiddin'.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I've not come by in a while...sorry about that...I'm doing my best to offer time and reviews to the masses here at the Cafe...and now onto your verse:

The first stanza kicks this into gear...with the way you convey your words to the reader...

and then:

The second stanza goes into the imagery of this verse...as you revel in the moment in the third stanza with what I assume is a cup of Joe...as you go into detail in the fourth stanza...contemplating the moment...and you seal this well with the end line:

East to west and back again…for the beauty of my day is always you

just as your title and the theme of this throughout the whole aspect of things in this write...good to read you...

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much for the visit my friend. I appreciate your gracious review of my poem.

[Glen Yumang Manese]

I sometimes get caught in the action here at the Cafe...u r welcome...

[kublakhan27]

You have an incredible knack for bringing romantic scenes and feelings to life with your imagery my friend...I love the orange sherbet skies, the hot but needed cup (I especially related to that one haha), the yawning tree lines, and so on...a perfect mix of nature, reflection, and romance...the natural images just make the poem breathe...another great piece :)

[Jack...]

Steve, I always appreciate your visits. Thanks so very much.

[Kelly Scheppers]

"for the beauty of my day is always you"

Having the love of someone in our life certainly gives purpose and clarity to everyday. You've given us reason to feel truly blessed, Jack!

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Kelly. I am blessed by your friendship.

[Kelly Scheppers]

...and I, by your's!