
early morning rain
this gentle song sung to me
under the street light
poetry, prose, and photography

early morning rain
this gentle song sung to me
under the street light

summertime's motion
as petals grow and then fade
the grace of sunlight
another day
the halo proven
an illusion

moments of summer
petals briefly in the sun
then fading earthwards
Today’s prompt is “elevate”. I’ve been thinking about birds today, so here is my contribution.
still beneath the clouds birds dancing upon the wind elevate spirits

morning glory
rising to meet the dawn
within my garden

petal's graceful arc
as the sunlight passes through
forgotten raindrops

after the rain
a single blossom
sunlight returns
glories of summer
dancing upon these petals
always seeking grace