Early morning, still dark and I'm barely awake
hard to believe that it's almost daybreak
yet morning it is so I will for day's sake
in a moment venture outside
But it's windy out there and blowing a gale
and I'm not that enamoured with fear I would fail
with me being out there in wind rain and hail
just to venture outside
Yet out there I must for the new day is there
and though yet still sleepy I'm growing aware
of challenges waiting and moments to share
if only I venture outside
Across the way St James' Tower
its clock face in the sun
as morning breaks in London
and the night time is all done
There's promise in that glow
of a lovely day to come
the sky already cloudless blue
the rain there quick to shun
So I will hasten out there
for some walking for a while
here in central London
in the Parliamentary Mile
I'd forgotten the five o'clock darkness
on these cool autumn days
comfortable in ignorance
I've become set in my ways
Thankfully though this daily trudge
this commute in darkened time
is something I can live without
as it is no longer mine
Save this week to London
once more to the 'Big Smoke'
before the dawn has made it
and I have yet awoke
Went for a walk on the beach
in the morning
at first light of day when
most still were snoring
It was quiet and peaceful
just the sound of the sea
and the crunch of the shingle
the wave fall and me
Sunshine of a morning
from my window up here high
shining on the hilltops
as the early birds go by
It's great to see it every day
it seems this summer here
as it brings a peaceful feeling
and fills my heart with cheer
At this silent hour the water still
I breathe it in and have my fill
for at this quiet time of day
the river has a voice to say
all that it wishes in hushed tone
its soothing voice is quite alone
save for me who noiselessly
savours sunrise all for free
The eastern sun rose
slow behind as I walked
but I turned on a whim
and there, it was caught
a bright orange globe
rising swift from the night
in the still hours of morning
for a marvellous sight
so I took a long moment
hardly drawing a breath
before turning again to
walk back to the west
I got up early
the sun was a blaze
it didn't feel much
like a day for a laze
so with coffee inside
I ventured out there
dressed up for the chill
as I still have a care
and greeted the day
as it greeted me
the sun as a tonic
to help with the free
There's no clink in Clink Street at this time of day
Just the footfall of seldom trod feet
Occasional scuff on the cobbles down there
as we pass under night time's retreat
It's a moment of pleasure to seize and to hold
before all the tourists descend
to these streets of old Southwark which at this time of day
are simply a means to an end
...all about me and my life in words. I write most days, carrying an ideas book around in which I capture a word snapshot of life around me. So there's a lot here about Sussex and the sea and anything else I see that inspires.
The pictures are mine too. Some taken to match a poem; some poems written to match a pic; others chosen because they work well with words written.
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