Despite the sunrise, my thoughts are still tethered to the chain of my dreams.
Not wanting to stop, I stay up late to finish. Much better to sleep.
Crisp, the morning light egg yellow in a blue sky My breath forms the steam.
A misty morning, Cool droplets caress my skin like a mother’s touch.
Red bird flies beneath yellow-orange ribbon of cloud in blue morning sky.
Blinded by the dew. Dazzling iridescent drops lit by the sun.
Waiting in the dark horizon and bus are both jack-o-lantern orange
Waking to a world of grey I gasped to see fire surprised by the sun!
Red line on the edge of the world, punctuated by the morning star.
Hazy morning star Burning yellow in the sky behind clouds of ice