Slice of Life: The Black of Morning 20 of 31
This morning, I'm awake to watch morning arrive. I suppose I should wish I was still sleeping, but I love this part of the day. There's something about the quiet of morning. There's something about watching the world turn from night into day. Happiness is found in the early hours of silence. It's day 20 of the Slice of Life Challenge --- and Poetry Friday. What's not to love about that!
Up.
Up before sunrise.
Up in the black of morning
before the sun
can begin its work
of coloring the sky.
Up.
Up before the blue.
Up when the blackness
of night
still blankets the beauty
of the sleeping world.
Up.
Up before the birds.
Up before their morning songs
can begin to fill
the air
with promise.
Up.
Up before the people.
Up before neighbors begin
moving about,
cars racing
to familiar destinations.
Up.
Up in the quiet.
Up in the silence
before the dawn,
enjoying the possibility
of a day yet to come.
© Cathy L. Mere
For the month of March I will be participating in the March Slice of Life Challenge hosted at Two Writing Teachers. It will be a busy month of writing, commenting, and learning with this community. This year I've decided to try to focus my writing around happiness. Stop by today's link up to join the conversation or find some great reading.
It's Poetry Friday! Stop by Reading to the Core where Catherine hosts today's parade of wondrous words.
.
Up before sunrise.
Up in the black of morning
before the sun
can begin its work
of coloring the sky.
Up.
Up before the blue.
Up when the blackness
of night
still blankets the beauty
of the sleeping world.
Up.
Up before the birds.
Up before their morning songs
can begin to fill
the air
with promise.
Up.
Up before the people.
Up before neighbors begin
moving about,
cars racing
to familiar destinations.
Up.
Up in the quiet.
Up in the silence
before the dawn,
enjoying the possibility
of a day yet to come.
© Cathy L. Mere
Up indeed. I love the cadence of this poem. Today is the first day of Spring but it's -8 at my house. What the? Your poem helped me appreciate that I can just be up and have it be okay. Have a wonderful day.
ReplyDeleteI love the morning, too, and I am up in the black of the morning reading your poem. It makes me happy to start this Friday.
ReplyDeleteI love the morning, too, and I am up in the black of the morning reading your poem. It makes me happy to start this Friday.
ReplyDeleteYou've described the early day beautifully!
ReplyDeleteYour poem is gorgeous. The cadence is beautiful. The images you painted with your words are stunning. It almost makes me want to get myself out of bed earlier in the day.
ReplyDeleteWonderful poem! I'm bookmarking to share with my students when I want examples of poetry used in Slices.
ReplyDeleteI know that this is your favorite part of the day. Your words make me understand how much early mornings mean to you.
ReplyDeleteYour words are beautiful Cathy. Morning is my favorite part of the day too. :)
ReplyDeleteI love everything about your poem, Cathy. The repetition and the way you build each idea is so effective, and your words capture perfectly the pleasures of being up before dawn. Thanks so much for sharing!
ReplyDeleteAs hard as it is to get up some mornings, this beautiful poem captures everything that is good about getting up early. Thanks for sharing!
ReplyDeleteI love that dark time in the morning too, like finding a little gift to open before anyone else. Thanks, Cathy, hope your day was good.
ReplyDeleteI'm up with you, definitely my favorite time of day too. My favorite lines - "Up when the blackness of night still blankets the beauty of the sleeping world."
ReplyDeleteLovely poem - you captured the moment so well with your words.
ReplyDeleteLove the repetition!
ReplyDeleteI love this part of the day. So quiet.
ReplyDeleteYou've captured it beautifully.