Stilly morning


stilly calm rises

as open-armed

morning grows


dew drops

like silent rain




uncluttered with outliers

reflects the distant ocean


blue too deep to stir

not even swallow wings

disturb its face


water mirror

deep magic waiting for night

and glowing pearls of stars

Evening drifts

For the dverse prompt.


Sinking sun sweeps

with broad brush



dip drinking deep

of rain-washed air

golden motes


fly gnat-winged

into dusty dusk

of gilded light


night brings wings

soft silent



I watch the first star wake

rocked in the cobalt cradle

of the cosmos.