Sun Smiles-Moon Frowns
Up at the crack,
the crack of Dawn,
thankful for a new day.
Light peeks
from behind the trees
rubbing its eyes,
yawning, sprightly smiling.
Soaked in the spring
of life-giving yolk -
no ordinary bloke.
The whole world longs
for this daily visitor,
its blanket of support
for growing food, for
getting along with all
mankind. Vampires
hide in the shroud
of black-cape, artificial
flames in their red-coal
eyes. Moon after midnight
often frowns, pinches
the clouds until they cry.
Patrolling blues purse
their lips, flip their lids,
care for the underlid
of the chain gang fence.
Bellies filled with gold,
sour liquor; mangled knuckles
tucked in from sun to sun.
Dayrisers bound out of bed,
surrender to their faith,
prompted to love of sons
and daughters, mothers
and fathers. They are propellers
on their jets at work. Rejects
of night haunts, necks pulsating
with clean thoughts, peaceful
dreams, wired
for eternal serendipity.
8/25/2021
Copyright © Kim Rodrigues | Year Posted 2021
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