the dawn

The early morning
dare I say
the crack of dawn
holds a newfound fascination
the early clouds
the plants and bushes
that give off heightened levels
of aromas
designed over millennia
to repel or attract
local fauna

I never knew

Back in the day
mornings were that time between
bed and ocean
imbibing in massive amounts of coffee
and obscene quantities of sugar
an if I could find both of my booties
and they were dry
so much the better

consist of preparing 
for the full day ahead
some tea
light stretching
mindful eating
feeding the birds
and taking a good look around

the dawn
orange as a pumpkin
palm trees lit up like matchsticks

another hot dry year
another year of burning

the morning commute
smells like a campfire
and tastes like
memories and tears


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