Monday, April 24, 2017

Stuart Rawlinson #11 - AM Spectrum

Warm air coils up the half-lit wall
As morning flicks the room awake
5am colours are mute outside
Fence slits split the spectrum

Shadows focus and unfocus
Motionless
In the morning's potential
The currents are accelerating
Imperceptibly

Chlorophyll draws into the leaf tips
Greens thicken and bulge
Blues deepen and smother
Twigs stiffen like rusted springs
Let us begin, let us begin 

2 comments:

  1. Another beautiful dawn poem. (I'll have what you & Kit are having!)

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  2. make that three, I'll have some too!

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