morning brings sunbeams
June 14, 2009 in poems by tanner
morning brings sunbeams
by tanner brockwell
morning brings sunbeams
and the fleeting things
winged and faint
the trailing embers of burning dreams
flicked and soar in to the air
of imagination and strange
breath beat heart beat
pulse quick life flow
my sense of being returns
and with a gasp
i realize the bed is not empty
another form is curling next to mine
the dreams of the night before
more than a dream
are events flashing before my eyes
the liquid sense of urgency
the scents of the spent incense
which vaporous trails ignited passions
smoldering as it had been
the riesling white had hints of bubbles
sweet as tart apples perhaps
with a kiss of pears and oak
smoldering the incense trails
curled around the blue cast lights
tints that are the hue of fantasy
like the tendrils of mornings triumphant mist
the shroud of longing or wistful joy
these are all in my mind reflected illuminated
and trailing my pens pulls the molecules of pigment
across the weft of fibrous strands
indelible intractable tenuous
yet immemorial
all things reflect and shine
and shine as glints and horn
and horn and then the light has changed
my day dream is abruptly stopped
and i push upon the pedal and move
and the day is busy again
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