Sun burns white hot
Through dissipating fog
Sets wildflowers ablaze
With its morning rays
Sonic beacon rendered mute
Its clarion calls to clarity
Invited cerulean hues
A day begun
In dour temper
Manifests its beauty
Sun burns white hot
Through dissipating fog
Sets wildflowers ablaze
With its morning rays
Sonic beacon rendered mute
Its clarion calls to clarity
Invited cerulean hues
A day begun
In dour temper
Manifests its beauty
Solitary sentinel
Faces menacing skies
Steadfast
Resolute
Safe harbour signal
Sought in distress
Diffuse light in dispersing fog
Daisies, clover and buttercups
Stretch into morning
Pastel whispers from daylight skies
Beacon’s warning
Smothered by the mist
So she howls
Into unknowable voids
Lest any run astray
To foul upon the stone
This wall between
The land and sea
While daisies, clover and buttercups
Tremble in the breeze
I wake in the mornings
Mind always in a foggy mist
To find, always
Like a whisper in the silence
Rising to become song
You are there
Nothing so rouses
My faded spirit
As your voice of grace
And compassion
Singing love to this soul
That’s lived in silence
Beacons complement
One to guide
One to illumine
The fog competes
Beacons diminished
So blares the horn
What those of the sea
Cannot see
They hear
Don’t stand too close!
Above
A half moon
Below
Constellations of daisies
Quiver in the dewy grass
Between
The tower seeks
A delinquent sun
On a morning ruled by mist
I came for sunrise
Woke early for
Golden hour glory
Instead, the fog
Cast a shroud
A pall upon the morning
Patience
The sun will out
And so it did
A moment, perhaps
More glorious
Than the moment sought
Expectation
Patience
Adaptation
Composed in peace at daylight’s end
And with this thought remind
That failure rarely renders
With such glorious design