Gathered Pinecones

From my book ‘Gathered Pinecones’ on sale now, in paperback or Kindle   http://lrd.to/gathered-pinecones

Moored

Morning sun of summer
wafting through open, lake-front window
each day awakening with a squint, gasp
soft-focus of seven-tree birch stand
backlit by various shades of dawn filtered
through tall jack pines on Huxtable Point,
opposite, eastern side, of Horseshoe Lake

most mornings I lay there
letting the day begin its work
soaking in, absorbing rebirth

some days the siren call of loon, heron
splash of jumping bass, rhythmic slap of
lake water on sandy beach lured me
to end of sky-blue-painted dock
to sit, letting the sun, new day,
envelope me in loving embrace
old friends meeting for the first time

…sitting’ in the mornin’ sun,
…waitin for the day that comes
watchin’ the day roll in…

same tune, mornings, every summer
same window, bed, dock,
same morning sun
no two alike, ever matched

I, twelve-year-old Otis minus angst,
still unaware of melancholy, knowing
unequivocally, sitting on the dock
at the lake was never just wasting time

– Mark L. Lucker
© 2016
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