The Poem-a-Day Challenge today is:
For today’s prompt, write a ready to celebrate poem. You could chronicle the actual celebration or even write about the anticipation of one.
I thought about which celebration I anticipated the most keenly and the thing that steamrolled my thoughts was sunrises.
I go in the dark early morning hours to the edge of the sea and wait for the spectacle. It never fails to satisfy my anticipation, even when the total show amounts to just the change to daylight on a cloud covered day.
But the days when the clouds seem like they will hide the sun, but then it somehow manages to peek out at the horizon before plunging behind the cloud cover are my favorites.
So, here’s mine:
To think that it happens every day
the light seeping over the horizon
spreading like a pink stain.
At first just a suggestion
or maybe it’s only your imagination
and able eyes adjusting to the dark.
Then it comes
catching a cloud and coloring
a wafer-thin edge hot-metal white
elongating like a hot-air balloon
as it struggles to escape