The Book of Days

The dawn’s early light can be pleasure enough for the whole day.

There are words enough to tell the story of “the temptation of day to come.”

It is my delight to write some of them for your delectation.

Fanfare

A blazon of cinnamons

in the high eastern sky,

a syruped swirl of portents of day—

the star ascends to lofty lightening realms,

where heralds sound the trumps of dawn

to chase scant remnants of the night.

October 31, 2018

My poem “Fanfare” was published in my fifth collection of 53 poems, My first name was rain: A dreamery of poems.

You can buy it on Amazon (paperback and Kindle),

or get it free in Kindle Unlimited, search for “Richard Carl Subber”

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Your comments are welcome—tell me what you’re thinking.

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