Sunday, 16 March 2014

Early Dawn by Mary Belardi Erickson

wing-clouds rush-in,
descend to ivy-covered bricks.
These wren choirs out-bright sunrise,
are a courtyard's Hosanna. 
Here I awake--again and again--   
to recount word-rows
in transcending measure.

I mimic slow waltz in smooth
motion, then ordinary quick-step--
my street song--
heel-and-toe to work.

Mary Belardi Erickson, Minnesota, USA

1 comment:

Crafty Green Poet said...

Mary Belardi Erickson was born in New Jersey and today lives in the countryside of Minnesota. Many of her poems celebrate nature, both in the wilds and in cities. Her work appears in various print and online journals. Among others, she reads Avocet: Journal of Nature Poems, the Aurorean, Bolts of Silks, Waterways: Poetry in the Mainstream. She contributes to anthologies, such as Silver Boomer’s From the Porch Swing—memories of our grandparents, and Sephryrus Press’s No Fresh Cut Flowers: The Afterlife Anthology. A recent chapbook is While You Blue-step, 2013. Check for news and other links.