 |
| Photograph by J. Trent |
New Day
by John Trent
Lost contemplation, the rhythmic surf
A lone gull cries, gliding morn's draft
Drifting, awaiting, his eternal coming
So slow to lighten as a new day breaks
Dark, deep purples edged with silver and grey
Touching, ever slightly, the pearl black sea
Trumpeting reds, his burning fires sound
Celebrating the rise of each magnificent ray
Fading maroons on a brushed cotton canvas
Transcending blues with long-feathered orange
Flecks of gold, shimmering, on the greening sea
As Helios climbs with his chariot ablaze
No comments:
Post a Comment