the first blaze of dawn
burnt orange and azure blue
belie winter’s chill
Author: myeccentricfriend
Random thoughts on the Everyday
pattering
hailstones pattering
fingers trying to keep pace
dance over the keys
moment
for a moment I
hold my hand to the windshield
to watch the ice melt
edge
skulking in the dark
at the edge of consciousness
some forgotten thing
welcome
how welcome the dawn
routing the darkest shadows
of a sleepless night
sorrowful
a halted journey
winter’s sorrowful tears fall
water on the track
bolts
deep concentration
he sets out panels, nuts, bolts
all in their right place
train
with time on his hands
he builds an old iron train
for his next journey
photograph
an old photograph
of our long departed cat
sniffing a flower
light
first light this morning
flows in like molten silver
a distant bell chimes
My Eccentric Friend 