Hazy Morning

The sun wakes through  haze.
A timid breeze ruffles golden tree tops.
The day looks for direction,
Searches for the moon long gone,
As finches silently fleet
From one branch to the next,
And gulls swim aimlessly
Through a dirty sky
Sullied by lies and broken souls.

Shaded alliums and shy freesias
Wait for dappled sun, impatient,
Swaying and tossing about dew
To bless a weary soil.

While frogs seek concealment,
The white and yellow blossoms
Hope for bees,
For butterflies, for joy
In their sheltered garden.

Mourning doves argue, claiming a space,
Cooing madly their rights,
Until exhaustion or boredom.
The Med winks, tantalizing,
All her silver spread in the bay,
Beyond tree trunks and wavy tiles.

The sun draws parallel lines on my paper;
The coffee cup is empty,
The bitter and sweet swallowed,
Drunk, if not quite digested.

About emmylgant

Cloud watcher and dreamer sometimes wise, often foolish, but I am what I am.
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21 Responses to Hazy Morning

  1. PapaBear says:

    Hello Emm,
    What a pleasant read for my first cup of coffee of the day. Totally enjoyed the view of paradise through your eyes.
    Been gone from here for a spell. No reasons or excuses, just had to be gone. Wonderful to find this on my return. Hugs, Sweetness ! 🙂

    Liked by 1 person

    • emmylgant says:

      It’s so good to see you here again Paul.
      I am very pleased this work amused you a bit.
      Be well my dear friend. Hugs warmly received and returned with sunshine. 🙂


  2. arjaybe says:

    Coffee in the garden while the Sun comes up. Fountain pen and a fresh piece of paper. I’d be up with the birds, too.-)

    Looks like good news in the election?

    Liked by 1 person

    • emmylgant says:

      It’s a good reason to get up even when it is cold and you need mittens!
      Good news in the election? Only if the choice is between the plague or cholera…
      Forget humanism. But hey, the stock market is happy, so where is the problem?


      • arjaybe says:

        Dang! I’ve been holding out hope that Europe, our mature, worldly cousin as t’were, would keep their heads in this rash of fear and hatred.


        • emmylgant says:

          There are some important and difficult reforms that we need to enact collectively if we want to solve local dissatisfaction with Brussells’. Most French people I know feel European but dislike the intrusion of Bruxelles in little and big ways that makes no sense to them (within their culture and history) and make them feel dictated to, and therefore frustrated. Europe is governed by economists whose function is to grow capital, not to watch out for human capital or the environnement (in the largest sense possible), A coherent, equitably shared and humane policy towards refugees is urgently needed.
          I have to stop or I’ll rant! . Sorry Jim. :/


  3. Dale says:

    This was absolutely beautiful, Emmy!
    I can’t wait to visit your paradise one day…

    Liked by 1 person

  4. Katharine says:

    And all of the restless unsettled and unknown, paralleled.
    A glass of fresh water in my day, you are.

    Liked by 1 person

  5. Dear Emmy,

    You do have a way with words. I love the image of the flowers hoping for bees. I hope for them, too. 😉



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    • emmylgant says:

      Awww. Thank you Rochelle, you are so sweet.
      There is a patch of allium and wild freesia in a fogotttten corner of a neighbor’s yard. Eros and I stop and peek at them discreetly and they wave. 🙂

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  6. ceayr says:

    An ordinary day in paradise.
    An extraordinary description thereof.
    You are unmatched, Em, as a creator of words to capture nature’s idiosyncrasies.

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