Aurora
At first blush
Waiting for daybreak
Time before the alarm
Near morning
Can you see me as clearly
Rather waking up
Being swept away
Sort of a fog
From the other wee hours
Like being partially awake
In early bright
When the moment comes
Starting to realize
The sun is shining
Keeping its light on me
To warm the crawling cold
At the face of sunrise
Please pull me closer
Raising my temperature gently
So I can drift into
afternoon
From morning.
©JAC
Thanks for reading today and letting me share once more at dverse. I realize it has been a while for me to share anything there, or almost anywhere, but I hope to keep sharing again. I appreciate the shared poems from dverse poets because their words help me get through my 'moments.' Please be sure to check out these other great poets & read poetry every day!
As I wrote this poem today, I feel that is has a restless quality about it. I thought of how helping someone to heal was as important as remembering how comfort feels when it is needed. Photographs feel that way when I look at them sometimes....comforting. As always, I love to hear your thoughts.
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4 comments:
smiles...i like this much...particularly for the last bit...as i rather like the snuggle of the early morning...we allow ourselves one snooze button so we can lay there in the half awake together...
Beautiful, Julie!!! Love reading your gorgeous poem!
-Eva Von Pelt
Enjoyed this aubade - morning love songs are often the best. Beautiful.
Sweet and opening, like one's consciousness in the morning. The flow of the piece is just right for the topic at hand.
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