Ilene Bauer Poet Rhyme

Before the Sun

Early morning, took my walk
Before the rising sun.
On the rain-slicked city streets,
I was the only one.

Not another soul in sight,
The sidewalks all for me,
Which felt like post-Apocalypse
And I a refugee.

It isn’t very often
That Manhattan seems so stark,
Accentuated by the rain,
The wind, the hour, the dark.

At least, on several corners,
Glowed an all-night deli’s light,
Assuring me, despite the void,
That things would be all right.

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Maurice Rigoler October 30, 2019 at 7:58 AM A walk in Manhattan – in the dark no less – Ilene, you're a courageous woman! A can of pepper spray would at the least be called for if it were me! / M

Gershon Wolf October 28, 2019 at 7:49 PM I can feel the chill of the apocalypse right through my old bones. So well depicted, Ilene! ~ Gershon

Anne-Lise Andresen October 28, 2019 at 6:18 AM - A quiet moment before sunrise, lovely Ilene :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :)

Jan Allison October 27, 2019 at 5:03 PM We often go out walking at night or in the early hours after midnight but we just have quiet country lanes and our torches, I did enjoy your descriptive poem Ilene:-) hugs Jan xx

Rico Leffanta October 27, 2019 at 4:35 PM Deli? I thought only bars and fish markets were open that early in the morning. Anyway, you should stay in bed and cuddle your husband on cold, wet, wintry mornings! Aloha! Rico