Monday micropoem

Return to Standard Time

Rising this morning
to gathering dawn
rather than
pitch darkness

Early Morning Poem

Awake before dawn this morning, this fleeting occurrence immediately began to form a poem in my mind. I captured it before it could fade as a gift to you.

Ephemera
~~~by Joanne Corey

this morning
rubbing sleep from
my eyes
points of light
appear
purple
white
yellow
orange
arranged in
momentary
constellations of
tropical flowers

pure gift of
Hawai’i