Early Morning Words

After reading Jane Dougherty’s pearl of a poem this morning, I thought I’d give a circular poem a try as my response to the Secret Keeper’s Weekly Writing Prompt #28!

 

Arriving on winter’s tail feathers,

Weather’s cool but sunny;

Funny how the sun seems so bright.

Light mornings draw me from my sleep;

Deep dreams burst into a wave of verse.

Curse my overactive imagination!

Flirtation with prose leads me back again;

Sane, I watch words surviving,

Arriving on winter’s tail feathers.

 

© Kim M. Russell, 2016

 

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