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Daybreak Prelude

Flashing lights and glitter In the wee hours of the morn Strange variety of critters Walking about the streets Suspicious characters Nothing like the daytime breed Nocturnal creepy crawlers Lurking creatures of the dark Till sunrise washes over And the receding tide Sweeps clean the streets Under a most forgiving sun AP: Honorable Mention 2020 Posted on January 19, 2019

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Geoffrey Brewer

Date: 1/21/2019 12:05:00 AM

You have created some effective disturbing images of the night, to be resolve and cleansed by an equally effective image of dawn. A pleasing poem, Line

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/21/2019 7:01:00 AM

I've presently vacationing in Las Vegas where this phenomenon is most evident. but the transformation at dawn doesn't happen magically... it's executed by a diligent cleaning crew.

M. L. Kiser

Date: 1/20/2019 8:26:00 AM

This was such great imagery that I had to "fav". Luv it.

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/20/2019 4:23:00 PM

Thank you so much, ML, for your most appreciated visit and compliment.

Timothy Mcguire

Date: 1/19/2019 9:28:00 PM

My work day ends at 4 am every day in an urban setting. I have seen some of these critters and hope they don't see me. A very interesting idea for a poem. I very much like it.

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/20/2019 1:41:00 AM

4am in the morning is just about the specific time I am talking about. Brrr...

Ann Gilmour

Date: 1/19/2019 8:00:00 PM

That is so true Line, such clever imagery painting a rather scary picture and I love your line 'nocturnal creepy crawlers'. In London recently after seeing a show, your poem describes my feelings exactly as I hurried along to my hotel! Kindest thoughts Ann xx

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/20/2019 1:41:00 AM

That's when we appreciate just staying home to watch the tele...

Sunlite Wanter

Date: 1/19/2019 6:32:00 PM

Yes, city in the morning is a strange wakening and finding a new place to be. Your poem is indicative of the disappearing night people.

Line Gauthier
Date: 1/19/2019 7:04:00 PM

I was in Las Vegas when I wrote this. It is some creepy!