James Marshall Goff Poet Prose Poetry

A New Day

Streetlight shadows, sentinals of the night
Give up their posts
Secrets safe

Crescent Moon, Venus in tow
Sighs its last breath
Waning on the horizon

Newspapers flop at doors, car exhaust
Once more bubbles
 In the sunrise

Thoughts of commerce, or lack of it
Fill heads with coffee

Below the bridge, alongside the river
Ducks push out a few feet
Stirred by the homeless
Searching for firewood

Lights flicker in tall buildings
Hoping this will be the day

My thoughts turn to rhubarb pie
In season now

Freshly

Baked.

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Bawa Talwar July 10, 2017 at 6:09 PM Beautiful rendition of a new day.some familiar things happening and other new.I have never tasted this pie! This is indeed unique! James Marshall Goff July 10, 2017 at 6:35 PM Thank you Bawa!

Augustus Black August 31, 2016 at 8:06 AM Hello Sir, I like the way you have crafted this write. Wonderful.

John Fleming August 21, 2016 at 6:39 AM Excellent little piece, James...My how I just love rhubarb pie - Yummy! My best regards. :) john P.s A worthy seven!

Charmaine Chircop August 15, 2016 at 2:56 AM I can smell the.scents of newspaper and stirred coffee.I cam feel.fire warming the outcast on a chilly morn..I can taste.that delicious pie amd share with the homeless.A fantastic poem...A fave.

Joyce Johnson July 17, 2016 at 11:39 PM Oh I had apiece of rhubarb pie today. Yumm. This is a great poem, James. Thank you for reading and commenting on my latest post. Nice to hear from you. Love, Joyce

Debbie Guzzi July 8, 2016 at 7:53 PM a joyous verse by one who appreciates all life has to offer! Happy summer Jimbo! Light & love James Marshall Goff July 9, 2016 at 8:06 PM Thanks Deb, same to you! picked fresh blueberries & gooseberries in Wi. today (put Ma in chair in shade!) at my favorite bluff -top (overlooking Mississippi River) farm!

Eve Roper July 5, 2016 at 8:42 PM James, love the mix activities in a day the taste of pie the best.:-) Eve

Richard Lamoureux July 3, 2016 at 9:33 AM Well worth reading again!!!

Daver Austin June 28, 2016 at 11:06 AM It takes all kinds and ways, huh? daver

Ravindra K Kapoor June 27, 2016 at 10:17 PM A new day always brings hopes and a refreshing feeling in mind to celebrate it with your own choice ways James and you have penned it nicely dear friend. It was nice to read your refreshing poem and thank you for your visit on my last poem. Love and best wishes always…Ravindra K Kapoor

Matthew Anish June 25, 2016 at 11:06 PM Nice description of a new morning here! Vivid images! Peace and blessings Matthew Anish

Richard Lamoureux June 25, 2016 at 9:34 AM One of the best I have read today. Bravo.

Sara Kendrick June 24, 2016 at 4:21 PM Great finish..I haven't eaten rhubarb pie except one that I tried to do without anyone to tell me about how to fix it..It wasn't very good kind of tart..Is that how it is suppose to taste??Enjoyed reading your work..Thanks for the visit to my page..Sara

Nette Onclaud June 23, 2016 at 11:36 AM jimbo!... such a runaway piece with an instinctive feel about it.. outstanding; good to have read you today!..huggs

Trudy Diane Rider June 10, 2016 at 10:39 AM I've been away for too long. I should renew my membership. Reading your poems are inspiring me to get back to my heart's desire! Great write!

Joseph P. DiMino June 9, 2016 at 6:38 AM Great expression of a city, after a late night out into the morning, how it vibrates with living energy always, even in the shadows perhaps more; and the rhubarb pie a delight! Love it!

Skat A June 5, 2016 at 9:51 PM Hi JAMES, I like the way you approached this new day write. I do need my coffee.... SKAT

Lynn Dolly June 5, 2016 at 8:43 AM I dig this :)

Jan Allison May 29, 2016 at 2:35 PM Such wonderful diverse imagery - the ending took me by surprise :-) hugs Jan xx

Timothy Hicks May 17, 2016 at 6:34 PM All the collective little things that make for a beautiful morning. I loved the way you wrote this, James ... but now I'm hungry for rhubarb pie and sad that i don't have any.

Richard Lamoureux May 14, 2016 at 9:14 AM It's amazing how the small details bring a piece to life. This is very well expressed Jim.

Casarah Nance May 9, 2016 at 9:25 AM Such the simplicity of pie, it gives a moment of peace in a rough world. Enjoy!