I saw the light born and reborn this morning. From dark sea and dim horizon came a holy glow,A signal that night's rule was ending;A first, tentative announcement that light and life would indeed return from the underworld. That first dim glow grew brighter, and my heart quickened,Delighting in the light, celebrating the warmth and brightness that soon would be. Then it happened.In an instant, the edge of the Sun,The tip...

Dawn. They stood like five sentinels around the fire. They knew it was coming. The band started to play. “First Call!” The rest of the company stirred. Each man knowing his duty. Accouterments donned. Backpacks slung. “Company Fall In!” The men lined up. “Right face! Forward March!” The companies formed into a Regiment. Then a Battalion. Brigade next. Finally a Corps. The march began. Each man alone in his own thoughts. C...

Purple clouds hang against a burgeoning blue Brightening scene backdrops black trees on the horizon Darkness again giving way to light brand new Spirits of night... spell soon will be broken Flickering stars once more bidding their final adieu Chilly night air biting at my cheeks Smokey haze rises from the neighbours' flue Fresh melodies shortly will float through the sky Pink quickly replaces purple against the blue Prom...

The sky is bright'ning as the night retreatsThe meadows and the fields still hide in mistThe dewy grass is waiting to be kissedBy sun's first ray that orange heaven bleeds The sunlight strengthens until it defeatsThe darkness with its never yielding fistReveals the things my eyes thusfar had missedAnd creating all the shades its palette needs Its painting a new day in pastel blueAdds color to it with each line that's draw...

That’s not it, she’s not yours.Why? Why isn’t she mine?You shouldn’t chase her, you don’t deserve her.Why?She’s not yours,She’s a kid. A human being.She’s not a kid, She’s a key.Glowing, green, energy ball,Stuffed in a meat wrapperthe one that will end it all,end our sufferingWhy? She was made that way. She’s evil, that key.Shallow cuts, that’s the key to the key,She’ll die, the world will die,We’ll all die. Just for the...

dawn breaks slowly quietly inching forward as if it dares not disturb the night like a lover dares not disturb the one he loves while she is sleeping he climbs into bed slowly and pulls the covers  around her so that she is warm and he selflessly gives himself to her and she never notices how his eyes are the color of coal and wrought with pain and how sometimes when she isn't looking a tear slides down his cheek but she...

The General stands on the edge of the forest. His grey-green eyes haunted by death and destruction looks over the beauty of the meadow before him His heavy armor matches the heaviness in his heart. When will the bloodshed and devastation stop. Blood covers his armor and face. His own or others he does not know or care. He is lost in despair. His eyes take in the sprawling green meadow before him. Lush green fields with cl...

Looking at the morning moon,pale now in the southern sky,moving slowly like me,while the sun is rising in the east,bringing dawn and another day,and even though the trees are stilland it’s quiet here,no birds at the feeder,the squirrels have not begun their chatter,my dog is still asleep,yet everything is moving, spinning, ticking, breathingand somewhere far awaytears are in the corner of sad eyes,or a smile has come to s...

In dawn’s stillness,listening to the quiethover like fog,I disappearand nothing exists.No sound, no light,no breath,no motion,not even my heartbeat can be heard,just silence until the crackle of the firelike a hand clapsnaps me from myabsence.And I see a blue jayat the feeder in the dim lightof another daywhere silence disappears and goes where I long to go.   

Note: For several years I woke up at 4 am and wrote a new poem each dawn never knowing what would come. I’ve collected the best of them in a book called Morning Songs and now will share some of them with those who are interested.Each dawn I sit here waiting for the lightthat leads me from the dark so I can writethese words, these psalms, these songs of praise, of pain,of mystery and look up at the sun and rainand know the...