Sweet Sun

False dawn scouts creep eerily through the mists dance on the cooling surface of moonlight nudge nocturne musicians through final riffs to tease the crusted eyes of daybreak’s sight. Awake!! Soft breezes call to rippled shores beseeching all to greet their rising king in hum, in chirp, in open petal doors a welcome to this cacophonic fling. So bathe within the flame of sunshine’s lust impregnate frozen dreams long dormancy rejoice in bringing forth earth’s budding thrust welcome the loving touch of passing bee. Sweet sun, you arc across a future’s sky fade beneath the moonlight’s reverent sigh. ©3/5/2018 submitted to – Sunshine Sonnet – Poetry Contest sponsor – John Hamilton