Come it will without any fanfare

Shining a light on the dregs of the night before

Discarded bags of rubbish left in ditches

By those with no thought of neighbour nor environment

Those road kills which might have been avoided with proper care.


The arrival of morn

Brings air pollution, noise pollution

The rush and fuss of school goers

Vexed commuters with no time for those with time to spare

Cyclists inhaling vapour shots

Deep disturbing gloomy news bulletins on nearly every channel

Destroying the soul of our humanity

Weather forecasters threatening rain and storm.


The arrival of morn

Brings wild light to bleary eyes

Rain striking windows like little nails

Echoes of thunder followed by lightning flashes

Electric moments.

Dark sky bruised from the pummelling by prevailing winds.

Following that the subtle change, welcome in sunshine

Look out on that garden of cherry blossoms

Sweet music from swallows welcoming sun bursts.


The arrival of morn

The many shades of summer green

Calm the mind, curl up with your favourite book

Relax to the hum of bees and scent of flowers

An exquisite bouquet. The arrival of morn.

 © Chris Black. May 2018