Bright-Sun Morning - Poem by Tom Courtney
Woke up to a bright-sun morning
Look what I see!
The day was a new dawn breaking
And I felt free – I was free!
I slept in a rumpled awning
I fell from grace
I fought with the demons clashing
But they were me, I can see
I am changing, I am changing
Ever changing, that’s for keeps
One thing we have in life is life
There’s no repeat
I got up to a clear sky cover
The air was new
I looked for my shadow’s lining
I remembered you
I wonder, can you see? See to me?
You came to me
What did we have?
Shall we see?
I stood on a high rock mountain
We all climbed there
So now you can know that you have me ever
I loved you there
And I ran from the scourge of darkness
It came to me
I thought I had conquered madness
It was fantasy
And once I held your soft hand
Like a dove in a nest hiding
Your fingers tapered and so small
You can hold hands and you can’t
I walked from the tough job’s ending
I washed my hands
And put on my fresh clothes, standing
Another day, I’d earned my stay
And I will sleep
I will sleep and wake up new
The sun hides its burning ember
I think of you, where are you?
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