Dog walking looms, my heart sinks at the grey clouds.
Venturing out in the wind and the rain.
We are all washed up, the three of us scurry home.
My eye is caught by the garden.
Beauty all around, rain drenched.
Droplets on a rose, so perfect.
Soggy shoes forgotten, hot coffee.
Cool clear light
Filters through the thin curtains.
The trains and the birds,
Their chorus sounding.
It indicates the earliness of her awakening
But then it consertinas the time to allow
For coffee and toast,
The news on the radio,
And proper emergence from the chrysalis
Of the previous day.
Prompt from The Daily Poet
The dawn rises
But you have already gone.
Our long night of love
Burning up with the morning mist.
Forever you will return to me
In vivid memory and blissful dream.
I see you sometimes,
Snatch a moment with you
In easy laughter over some foolish thing
But truly you are gone
As night turns today.
