When sky born laughter a strained ode construed,
soaks up the pale rust yellow foliage,
visual feast pursuit awhile imbued,
An early morning spell I might engage,
while breathing in the faraway sea chill,
one awe struck heart dweller in brief passage
Of sunlight and fraught tree trunk on the hill,
cheep and chirp road noise lifting sluggish heart,
I peer awakened from my window sill
On dockland, wharf or pier an eerie start,
seagulls flap their wings in gray formation,
as town dwellers boldy dash and dart
What joy to feel in summer pure elation,
cusp of dawn entanglement as glee,
passing noonday flux an aberration
A comet’s blazing trail now lodged on earth,
symbol, metaphor, this rousing figment,
cusp of dawn entanglement as top glee,
human July throng in our element
Categories:
dockland, beautiful, beauty, color, emotions,
Form: Terzanelle
Gilt-edged first light visions greet
zestful horde in trendy street
Luscious coffee bouncing bean
set alight a dormant scene
Pumpkin seeds dot fresh brown toast
eager staff cool vibrant host
Ghetto blasters rock and blare
raucous voices split the air
Backbeat sold on grey stone curb
manic newsstand with the blurb
Toil worn riser half asleep
speed bump traffic jam’s beep beep
Noisy dockland, wharf or pier
naval fringe cry, coast is clear
Blue horizon sky high quest
humdrum route dull second best
Stock exchange a whirling disc
budding Gordon Gecko risk
Rapid urban belt whose rift
spurs its city’s latent gift
Categories:
dockland, art, celebration, character, city,
Form: Couplet