Dawn recall in Late afternoon
I
have been awake over nine hours
although
it is now entering late afternoon
it
started in a mist of pre-dawn fear and trembling
but
with a twist and turn
I
face the rising sun and the crisp cold morning
hit
the pharmacist to score my gear
turn
my thoughts to writing
tune
ear and spirit to the sound of Winter sunrise
train
my ever tired eyes to the earth’s ideas
and
ride the thermals like the kites
who
swerve and thrive upon the breeze
and
dive like meteors
scavenging
the beach for carcasses and bones
