Before the light

Written by: Kaye Locke

It’s a watercolour morning  
The sky a wash of grey    
In the gloom before sunrise  
No motion or sound, but for the  
raindrops in the river   
making broad brush circles 
that briefly touch then disappear 
subsumed by the water  
hidden by the ochre reeds  
that huddle in mock attention  
waiting for the palette  
of dawn to colour the day