Monday 8 Am (Faithless Thanks :) Poem by Alice Anne Gordon

Tree lined avenue, walk in the park.
Foliar, white-greens and yellow.
Daybreak glows,
Illumination,
Shines.

Tree lined avenue, walk in the park.
Timbers cast long and tall,
Magnificent shadows,
Imponderous,
Grace.

Tree lined avenue, walk in the park.
Many in number they stand,
Naturally balanced,
Animated,
Proud.

Tree lined avenue, walk in the park.
Criss-cross the canopy reaches,
Enfolding life,
Discovery,
Beauty.

Monday 8am (part II)

Tree lined avenue, into the dark.
Sky concealed, foliage hues.
Soft underfoot.
Mysterious,
Deep.

Tree lined avenue, into the dark.
Seeds and leaves, carpet thick.
Morning shadows,
Enigmatic,
Obscure.

Tree lined avenue, into the dark.
Musky, sombre, broken sticks,
Light-footed tread,
Tenebrous,
Sunless.

Tree lined avenue, into the dark.
Turning corners, guiding timbers,
Encounter mystics,
Indistinct,
Cryptic.