Dawn's Awakening

April 4, 2014

Morning Delight

Filed under: Free verse — Dawn Huffaker @ 9:41 pm
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Morning Delight

The stars have danced with the moon
For many an hour, until all are
Ready to call it a night.
A hush begins to spread across the sky.
Moon sighs, and drops below the horizon.
Stars fade as they roll over and cover up with sky.

Sun gently pulls herself higher and higher.
Sky softens to pink and then turns golden.
Ocean waves catch the first rays of new day.
Seagulls begin to awaken noisily.
Hunger makes them take flight.
Breakfast of sea creatures will soon be theirs.

Three white horses meander down from the hills.
On to the silky beach, they play in the waves.
Salt spray chases them as a race begins.
Sunlight sparkles like diamonds through the spray.
Legs churn among the waves gaining speed.
Steam from nostrils shows their determination.

On and on, they race playfully,
Nickering encouragement to the current straggler.
They pass on down the beach with tails flagging behind.
Hooves pound the beach in staccato fashion, and then fade.
What an enchanting sight to behold, this morn!
Sun smiles happily to beckon all to start their day.

2014 © Dawn L. Huffaker
All rights reserved.

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July 1, 2013

Ancient Whispers

Ancient Whispers

Footsteps crunch on Aspen leaves-
Newly fallen to the forest floor.
Rhythm becomes a meditation mantra.
Thoughts flow lazily like a stream.
Eyes peer upward to see
Golden yellow coins dangling from
Bright white tree limbs.
Cold breeze brushes by.
Another wave of leaves
Say goodbye to summer
In ancient whispers,
As they release their hold.
Silence then takes their place.
The New Mexico blue, autumn sky
Becomes the backdrop
For this mesmerizing scene.

Pausing a while
To take it all in.
Realizing the blessing given
To be right here, right now-
Witnessing autumn preparing
The trees for winter sleep.
Awe stills all thought.
Listening to the whispers.
Watching leaves tumble
Gracefully to the ground.
Magical!

Time grows late.
Must be heading on.
Footsteps crunch on Aspen leaves
Newly fallen to the ground.
Climbing to the fire lookout
Another hour or so from here.
Living minimally this weekend.
Backpack carries my camp
On this hike up Signal Peak,
Gila National Forest.

2013 © Dawn L. Huffaker
All rights reserved.

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