Six O’Clock

Very occasionally I get to go down the driveway for the daily paper. It’s an adventure into waking up! …

SIX O’CLOCK                                               

I merge into morning shadows
break threads with a lone spider
crush cold petals underfoot
smear dew across uncut grass

this early trek to get the paper
becomes pilgrimage into wakefulness
shaking out the ache of prayer
and taking hold of earth

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A Bedroom of Searchlights’: poetry. This collection draws a picture of the poet’s divorced mother, an artist with two children, who struggled with poverty, war, and the realities of daily life, yet still found beauty and comfort in her garden, and her art. From Inanna Publications, 2016.