While cooking breakfast, saw the sun rise out my kitchen window..Torn between cooking and finishing breakfast or go to the porch to see the color display..Sara
and post notes and photos about your poem.
Eggs boil, grits bubble
Sunrise casting magenta
Charcoal clouds that float in from Gulf of Mexico
Desire to write the sunrise down; trapped by duty, obligation, or is it pure love.
In honor of Brian Strand:
Show me/ don't tell