The Morning Lament

The Morning Lament
The Morning Lament

Between the cracks, through glass and air,
light imparts its rise upon a waking soul,
and warmth like a tender kiss imbues the flesh,
as stirred a mind so lost before to dreams aloft;
and cats purr in elegant pose,
soaking up those first rays of morn,
and lingering dreams lament the fall,
as cognizance floats gently to reality.

Sighs profound,
acceptance wound in a touch of reticence,
echo softly in the bounds of homes and halls,
as feet find ground
in hope that blood does reach those drowsy limbs,
and as the day awaits for clarity to take hold;
zombie wanderers shuffle to bathrooms,
tiles cold a shock of sorts,
and mirrors implore those lids to open,
the horror sight too much in hope for reprieve.

Day begins and sounds do rise to meet the light,
the flight of workers fill the streets and highways,
and rumbling life like a wheel is on the turn,
as fervent hearts amass to enact their plights,
their dollars to earn;
the sun now whole over the horizon,
begins its higher ascension, as if to mark the time,
its steady beat seated in every moment of attention.

Tony DeLorger © 2017

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for, Google+, videos on YouTube and book sales on website, Amazon and

4 thoughts on “The Morning Lament

  • April 7, 2017 at 10:16 AM

    What a beautiful image of morning, Tony. Love the way it starts out slowly, with the first rays of the sun and the cat purring, until people wake up and get moving. This was the perfect read for me right now. I have cats, too, and I am reading this as the sun rose in my part of the world. Beautiful.

  • April 7, 2017 at 8:46 PM

    Very vivid imaging of the day waking up, Tony. I love to get up before the sun, enjoy the silence then watch and listen to the world awakening as I sip hot coffee on the patio as the sun begins to peek over the little mountain. Nicely penned and phrased, well done.

  • April 8, 2017 at 1:46 AM

    Thanks Phyllis I’m so pleased you enjoyed it. The trick with writing about simple things like mornings, is to reinvent the wheel and use original phrasing and lines. Not so easy, but it keeps us sharp. Cheers!

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