Morning

Black mountains sleep
Beneath a waking sky
Brown blank trees
Breathe a frigid sigh...

A heart knows before the mind has a clue...

An unseen source of what it might be isn't quite sure...

Coffee is calling...

Be there in a minute...

Sparrowsong?

Yup...

What are...

Walking to the beach before sunrise
Through dark alleys of sadness

Nobody is around, no one...

The path he takes this early day
Is dressed in dew and straws of hay.
The morning mist...

how lucky we are
how soft our morning arrives
woken by doves ..

While early morning mist
still hovers,
like some hungry spectral
harrier might...

Sparrowsong?

You woke up on that side of the bed again?

I don't know...

I did the...

In these, the finely etched moments of morning
Perceived, as though, through finely crafted,...

Waking up to
A nightmare that I can't remember
A Pool of sweat that I can drawn
A...

The misty rains
Linger upon
The morning's air.

As the lowly winds
Rustle the...

Strip on my clothes and roll my eyes. It's another day waking up to blinding sunlight. The damn dog next...

Twas beauty that beheld the morning gaze
Her whispers of a promise in the dawn
To coax with...

In these, the finely etched moments of morning
Perceived as though, through a finely crafted...

In glorious hints and tints
Lay the colors of morning's sounds
The effervescent music...

Coffee Clouds.
Lee.

Cold milk on cornflakes, coffee is steamin’,
Breakfast alone...

Gossamer glistening flimsily fine straggling like strands of hair

Shimmeringly sparkling amidst...