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Daytime's Demeanor
Free verse to Rhyme Royal Daytime’s Demeanor This morning the water is, glass still, an indigo mirror. Shyly it reflects each hill, each lofty palm, a soft collage of orange clouds. Time now, to summon thoughts, delineate them, confess faults, spill forth, a profusion of memories, immersed in reverie. Slowly, as clouds disperse, the day begins to pulse. As ripples, eventually distort the river I stir, myself. Time now, for me to assume, day-time’s demeanor. Like any cloud or tree, be buffered by whatever comes along. Suzanne Delaney Daytime’s Demeanor This morning the river is glassy-still. Its surface a collage of orange clouds, of lofty palms, and every nearby hill. And I, immersed in reverie away from crowds Summon thoughts, confessing faults, to spill a profusion of reflected memories Mirrored to de-lineate in reverie. As day begins to pulse and clouds disperse Ripples from unruly winds distort the river I stir myself, day’s journey to traverse Preparing for what day's events are likely to deliver Like any cloud or tree that Nature buffers No longer to remain a simple dreamer Time now to wrap myself in Daytime’s Demeanor. Suzanne Delaney
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