Morning Dodoitsu

Morning
Morning

Morning Dodoitsu

I

In the morning I awake

t0 a slowly breaking dawn

grey and white take on color

before sleepy eyes.

 

Not all mornings break at dawn

some stay grey when their broken

no outline from the daylight

only dark stillness.

 

Today see a piece of blue

hidden in the darkest spot

of a blackened morning sky

stare in hope to see.

 

Many mornings see double

reality reflections

partly due to bad eyesight

also half asleep.

 

Traditional morning drink

this coffee with some hard thoughts

about our presence in time

where we find ourselves.

 

So much this morning faith

to believe there are answers

to believe in sunrise

hidden in plain sight.

 

II

 

Some mornings I wake to task

jump and bounce from thought to thought

organize the first few hours

before black coffee.

 

Some mornings I sit and stare

at walls that need art’s color

an empty space white and bare

bones drying in sun.

 

Where the blackness of the night

once overwhelmed my spirit

the hope of a second chance

sits in the morning.

 

Limited light of living room

patches of dark and shadow

slowly slip into daylight

with each deep slow breath.

 

An Arabesque of vision

small amounts of light create

mixed with cloudiness of sleep

world of miracles.

 

Somewhere the sound of cat feet

where in the morning they play

young cats run in coming dawn

their lives on the move.

 

III

Why is the heart hardened so

to find a whirlwind of grief

even with faith to fall hard

onto morning floor.

 

Morning embraces rebirth

animals curled in sleep stretch

towards the hope of new friendships

possibilities.

 

Escape from the grip of sleep

hover in purgatory

sip the darkness of morning

black as this coffee.

 

Morning sun will always rise

no matter where our hearts sit

time will pass through the darkness

light conquers daily.

 

Certain of morning stillness

placement of morning colors

created by the day starting

mine a minor role.

 

In the morning time will stop

shy eternity peers out

from under nighttime covers

opens sleepy eyes.

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Jamie Lee Hamann

Things have changed over the years. My name is Jamie Lee Hamann and I have a passion for writing short fiction and poetry. I started writing for TCE around 2015 and since then I have finished two collections of poetry "Six Years of Service" and "The Rhyme of the Ancient Middle Class" both available on Amazon and plans for more. I share a weekly poem for TCE every Saturday. I started work on my first novel and I am using TCE to share my progress as I go. I share new excerpts of this work every weekend. A Science Fiction novel that I hope is enjoyable to read. I currently live in Lemmon Valley NV with my family. I am excited to share my poetry and my writing. If you desire to find my other work on the internet feel free to stop by my website simplepoetics.weebly.com. The website offers articles on poetry, poems, and links to all my other writing.

2 thoughts on “Morning Dodoitsu

  • December 12, 2020 at 6:29 PM
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    Nice work on these dodoitsu, Jamie. You might want to ask Ralph to add Dodoitsu as a sub-category to the Poetry primary category.

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  • December 13, 2020 at 7:26 AM
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    I think it really is just a variant of Haiku but that is a good idea. Thank you Phyllis. Jamie

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