Birds are awake

Birds are awake
‪Dawn does not break in silence ‬

Dawning

dawning
are you wakening
stirring turning
from your dreams

dawning
as the light flows
as your freedom grows
as your time begins

dawning
I am evening
cool moon shining
soft eyes close

dawning
are you wakening
stirring turning
in my dreams

dawn a kiss on a loved one’s forehead

nightfall a touch on a loved one’s cheek

I ran through the dark
I ran through the winter snow
The dawn will break soon

Daybreak makes my day;
the lowering of the winter evening brings a soft end to the struggle.
Then dreams until they are broken.

The gulls down the chimney sounded discordant brass, the foxes ripped cardboard with a wettened yell, the crack of dawn drummed