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Daybreak

A poem pubished.

Waking from slumber, the darkness envelopes

but light creeps over the horizon, putting out darkness

slowly the grey is streaked with pinks and peach, mauve

morning is come, greeted by the sweetest joyous song in chorus

of birds who celebrate the newness of day, the growing light.

So many dawns, so many counties, views, I have observed this glory

so much the same and yet unique, and now my harbor is washed in peach,

birds awakened start their song waiting for the sun’s appearance

This is my loved outlook, so many I’ve been, Nowra, Austalia,

always on my mind, and Brussels graven to memory

By Chrisssie Morris Brady

I've read poetry since I was nine and have written creatively since I was fourteen (probably long before that). After writing book reviews and social comment, I decided I wanted to write poetry. I have no formal training, but I surround myself with poets and their writing. I am honing my craft.
I have two published collections which I don't feel good about, but have been published by madswirl.com and other publications. I live on the south coast of England with my daughter. I am seriously ill.

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