Pagosa Springs Artists

Break of Day

An early morning mist

with a swirling kiss

envelops the waiting trees

 

as the bright sun rises

on a light breeze

through a golden capriace,

 

and bands of light break

suddenly through a slash between

the curtain and window sash

 

while you curl toward me in our bed,

curly gray head pillowed on my chest,

the best part of every day.

 

published in The Rockford Review

 

first published in The Rockford Review

©2014 Bonnie Manion

   

Poem of the Month

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