Thursday, December 09, 2010

Poetry Thursday

Alabama Kitty

The Dichotomy of Morning

It's 5 AM and the early dawn,
like a camera obscura,
shows on the kitchen wall
what's going on outside: nothing.
And the alarm you set for 4:55
still pulses in your head like a bad
song.  Nothing at this moment
has more value than your bed, and the warmth
that you left now rises from the sheets
like a prayer.  And to think that an hour ago
the world meant nothing except that you
were in it, sleeping, engulfed
with covers.  And though birds were starting
their pre-dawn songs in the rhododendron
outside your window, you didn't hear
it.  How great it all felt. 

Dan Morris

(Poetry inspired photography based on Daniel's chapbook, Following The Day.)


Chrissy said...

Love the pictures and the poem!! Thanks for sharing, dear Kitty xxx

Kristen said...

Love the poem...and sneaky you taking pictures of sleeping Dan.

lindsey said...

i love this poem. and your photo is perfect. it makes me smile. bono baby peeking out from under the covers is the cherry on top! sending you hugs.