Morning

through lavender clouds-
the cheeks of the sky blushing
with the coming dawn

encroaching dawn-
last night’s candles
turned to smoke

Morning

awake too early-
the shock of icy water
splashing on my face

dawning sun-
the soft glow of
bedroom curtains

Mourning

cold tears of mourning
mix with the rain as I turn
my face to the sky

false dawn-
I’m sill here
without you

Calls

a thick veil of clouds-
the lullaby of crickets
sung beneath the rain

predawn fog-
a vixen’s cry
heralds the sun

Missed

the scent of your hair 
lingering on my pillow
greets me with the dawn

daybreak-
my arm draped around
your missing waist  

Flowers

a yellow sundress-
the scent of lilac blossoms
carried on the breeze

dreams of dawn-
waking memories
of jasmine

Morning

freshly brewed coffee-
the morning sky hidden by
pebbled leather clouds

warm blankets-
coyotes chatter
before sunrise

Window

the bedroom window-
a midnight breeze eases past
the open curtains

april morning-
open windows
heavy blankets

Green

verdant sunlight-
hillsides dappled by the shade
from the passing clouds

sea foam-
emerald hills
flecked with sheep

Wind

a cool morning breeze-
silver waves ripple across
unmown fields of grass

gulls over the beach-
cattails bowed to
the rising sun