POEM 6: O6 APRIL 2010
by Greg ~ April 6th, 2010. Filed under: Poems.The Sunrise
To match the sunset, heavy-footed
or silent, pocketed, like a coin
to match the dusk, soft
as the hint of a partial word
or chirping, chatty as gossiping birds
here is the dawn, freshly baked
warm and golden and cloud crusted
in its bright oven of morning
here is the sunrise, wider
than the span of albatross wings,
these glowing feathers of light.
Greg O’Connell © 2010
April 6th, 2010 at 7:35 pm
Oh, I love this! Such wonderful metaphors and images. Especially “here is the dawn, freshly baked/
warm and golden and cloud crusted/in its bright oven of morning” – now there’s a metaphor that will last forever. Weell done, Greg.
April 6th, 2010 at 7:36 pm
Thanks, Wanda. True fact: I once worked as a baker for two years on the ‘bread shift’ starting at 2am. We would stack 16 double loaf tins into a 6ft trolley and wheel it into the oven…and out, to reveal 32 fresh loaves. =)
April 6th, 2010 at 7:38 pm
I like it and want more. I want something to happen. Does that make sense?
April 6th, 2010 at 7:39 pm
Marisa – “want something to happen” in a narrative sense? emotionally, from the writer’s point of view? something more dramatic? =)
April 6th, 2010 at 7:40 pm
I get the dawn bit and that oven fresh feeling every morning, and sunsets, ‘heavy footed’ as you say, bring not the chat of birds, but the incessant tatto of crickets/locusts, that humidity I spoke of (in Day 1) that you can drink, and overnight temp of 32C.
Another fine piece.
April 6th, 2010 at 7:41 pm
Thanks, Stan. “humidity you can drink” Nice. =)
April 6th, 2010 at 7:54 pm
I’m not sure that I feel the same as Marisa, I actually like the way it ends – lovely images.
April 6th, 2010 at 7:55 pm
Thanks, Catherine. It’s dawn, so I guess it ends with a beginning. =)
April 6th, 2010 at 8:37 pm
I really like the image I got from that
April 6th, 2010 at 8:38 pm
Thanks, Susan. Delighted it lit up your imagination. =)
April 6th, 2010 at 10:19 pm
Oh yeah. S3. Perfection.
April 6th, 2010 at 10:20 pm
Thanks, Ron. That’s some bright praise, right there! I’ll check out your latest soon. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 2:06 am
Hi Greg,
This is nice! I join the dawn bakery queue and also love the “sunrise, wider/than the span of albatross wings,”
April 7th, 2010 at 2:07 am
Thanks, Derrick. Anything to avoid the old cliche: wide as the horizon. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 3:12 am
I love the idea of a freshly baked dawn. Nom!
April 7th, 2010 at 3:13 am
Thanks, Jenna. And it happens every time: miracle! =)
April 7th, 2010 at 4:22 am
Good stuff Greg. I especially liked:
here is the dawn, freshly baked
warm and golden and cloud crusted
in its bright oven of morning
Well written…
…rob
Image & Verse
April 7th, 2010 at 4:23 am
Thanks, Rob. Writer’s note: I think there’s a kind of conversational appeal in using “and” more than once in a phrase. I’ll drop by ASAP. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 5:03 am
nice image of “cloud-crusted.” good work!
April 7th, 2010 at 5:04 am
Thanks, Richelle. “Caps it off” nicely. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 5:16 am
Wow. Lovely poem.
April 7th, 2010 at 5:17 am
Thanks, Matt. Lovely of you to say so. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 8:23 am
Yeah, love this, I love the way you offer up the lines, here is the sunrise, here is the dawn!
April 7th, 2010 at 8:56 am
Thanks, Andy…for offering up the feedback. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 9:38 am
the bread imagery gets me, too
cloud crusted
that is fine.
April 7th, 2010 at 9:44 am
Thanks, Barbara. A simple recipe. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 10:48 am
Greg,
This is so well done! Love it!
Pamela
April 7th, 2010 at 10:49 am
Thanks, Pamela. It’s one of my favourites, too. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 11:37 am
I love the “oven of morning”! You painted the sunrise so well that I don’t even need to see a picture of it.
April 7th, 2010 at 11:38 am
Thanks, Linda. What a compliment. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 2:12 pm
Greg, it’s marvellous the way you build your images.
April 7th, 2010 at 2:13 pm
Thanks, Uma. Maybe I inherited something of that from my dad: he was a builder. =)
April 7th, 2010 at 3:21 pm
“Here is the dawn, freshly baked… ” Wow. Makes me want to become an earlier riser.
April 7th, 2010 at 3:22 pm
Thanks, Robin. Yes. I must get back to my 5am starts. Ted Kooser (former Poet Laureate) used to rise at 4.30 every morning, and write for two hours before going off to work. Now that’s someone who loves to write! =)
April 8th, 2010 at 1:40 am
Loved the sunset at the start “pocketed, like a coin”. Very striking, that image. That, and the dawn as albatross wings. I look forward to reading more in the days to come.
April 8th, 2010 at 1:41 am
Thanks, Kk. “pocketed, like a coin” is an image I’m really fond of, too. And you can be sure I’ll check out your blog regularly. =)
April 8th, 2010 at 9:43 am
I love the idea of pocketing a sunset like a coin. I think I’ll carry that one with me.
April 8th, 2010 at 9:44 am
Thanks, Marie. LOL. Great play! =)
April 8th, 2010 at 12:13 pm
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April 8th, 2010 at 12:14 pm
Thanks, Joanna. But you’re much more likely to be the “filchee”. =)