Morning Poem, May 30, 2016

The morning mist mutes all color
And takes the world out of focus
Softened and eased
Pointillistic.

The house is morning quiet
Not like the dark hush of night
No highway sound or clack of distant train
But the tick of clock
And light splash of coffee
Streaming into mug.

copyright 2016

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