Ghostly

As the dust dances

In the wake of the morning

I’m humbled by its 

Tenderness

As it lightly 

Caresses the air

Around my skin

Ghostly

Morning breaks the night
Shards of colour in the light
Spreading hope and inspiring delight
In that brief moment there’s no fight
Firey waves through clouds ignite
It’s the morning, the day, a welcome sight

Autumn storm

Skeletal hands claw at the blackened sky
As nature fights nature, tooth and nail
Leaves fly viciously, slicing the wind
As the beauty of Autumn turns pale
Roots slip and slide through concrete
Clutching at falling feet in the rain
The once crisp, crunchy carpet of leaves
Are sludge and their colour is drained
Welcoming winter with a grey-blue glow
Trees reaching for the fractures of light
The sun dully lights thunderous clouds
People bracing ‘gainst the breeze with might
They now wade through the dregs that cling
The beauty of Autumn turned liar
In limbo of a colourless landscape
Tentatively aware of each moment
Stuttering through the overcast streets
Step the footsteps that once kicked fire

Morning

The light shines through
The daylight breaks
The morning starts
As you awake
Does the sun lift your spirits
Does the light awake wonders today
Does the crisp cold air
Take your bated breath away

Hold on to that moment
The sheer delight
In a fraction of a second
The whole world seems right
It’s a curse and a blessing
The charm of a morning
That from this one beautiful moment in time
The truth of life will be dawning
Take that moment
Make it last a while
And hold onto the golden seconds
Where all your thoughts smile