A Fresh Start
© by Christine O’Brien
Peach is the color of the sunrise today.
My waking, groggy mind
lingers in the twinkling doorway between
one dream world and another.
If I were a bear, I would growl.
Sliding open the bedroom curtains,
the morning sun persists
like a lover’s promise
to make a fresh start.
The first cup of tea–a reoccuring ceremony–
secret celebration of being,
liquid spirit balm
for what is yet to unfold.
I wonder who I am going to meet today
and what gift will they have for me?
What do I have to give?
Yesterday’s freshly baked almond cake
lifted a friend’s waning spirits.
From morning’s vantage point,
all things are possible–perhaps peace.
With the peach colored sunrise before me,
I step boldly into this new day.
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Sometimes, a poem can suffice. Whether you read a poem in the morning or write one, the soft opening of a new day is enhanced with poetry. For that matter, a gentle poem can be a good way to end the day. Then, I would suggest reading a poem at your lunch break.
A friend recently sent me this link to a poetry pharmacy in Shropshire, England. What a brilliant idea!
Wake Up Princess 
Christine, Such a lovely post and poem! I relate to your poem and suggestions for reading and writing poetry at different times of day. When I start my day with writing a poem or reading one it sets the day on a nice course. I also loved the Poetry Pharmacy, and I agree that it’s a brilliant idea! I’ve passed it along. I was almost done in my some of the news this week so I will be stepping back from that and drinking in poetry instead. Hope you have a great day!
Cathy
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Thanks, Cathy. I think I need a poem right about now. Appreciate your sharing. Have a good weekend.
Christine
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