On the Edge of Morning
On the edge of my dream
night floats like a mist
as dawn seeks to dispel it
and stars whisper good-bye
Then swirls of consciousness
rise with the bird song
greets the sleepy morning
to walk with ease into the day
Curls of ribbon fall upon the shore
tickles against my bare feet
in the daily ritual we both repeat
blending passions with poetic grace
When the sun kisses me gingerly
and light waltzes with the sea breeze
its time I rinse the sand away…
inside, my smile wraps me in glitter
2-23-2021
1st Place
All Yours (Feb 24) Brain Strand Contest
Copyright © Jeanne Mcgee | Year Posted 2021
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