Dawn Walk
Cannot sleep,
have to walk through the dark,
the unlit rain.
Sunup arrives
trundled out by harnessed clouds.
For a melting moment
liquid flamingos dance across
a shimmering horizon.
The new sky roams around
for a while
adrift in its painted landscape,
then it slips through a gap in the fence,
gleams out
on wet unfolding wings.
Copyright © Eric Ashford | Year Posted 2021
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