Dawn the breath of a
new day paused when night exhales
sunrise dimmed by fog.
Misty mountain hop
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Category Archives: time of day
On distant shores
Sleep comes like a tide.
Evenings at home, we drift off
heads back, mouths open.
Time to start supper
Some people like to
cook. Then there’s me who dreads that
thing called dinner hour.
Can’t sleep – 2 am
Wind chimes jangle in
the breeze. Nature’s alarm clock
saying, “Go to sleep.”
Caribbean sunrise
Soft watercolor
pre-dawn shifts to vividly
rendered intense hues.
Fort Christiansted brew pub
Nut brown ale. Oatmeal
stout. Bayside, we eat gumbo,
salads, tan through lunch.
Chenay Bay – Third night, Christmas eve
Cheeseburger joint with
singer grateful for applause.
Relaxed crowd, staff slow.
Chenay Bay – First night
Island band’s Christmas
tunes with a reggae twist our
dinner serenade.
St. Croix – end of day
Cruzan pineapple
flavored rum makes happy hour
even happier.
Reggae breakfast
We eat cereal
on the porch by the sea, while
island music plays.
a haiku a day 