First Light

At 5 a.m., it seems the beach is waking.

Seagulls call to one another
and skim, glistening, over the ocean
like hard-flung pebbles,
throwing water and sunlight
upwards to merge with daybreak

Foam-topped waves dive impatiently
towards the shore,
Eager to be the first to touch,
to smooth out the marks of yesterday
and replace them, once again,
with the scuttling footprints of nature

A cloudless pearl grey stretches,
yawning from horizon to horizon,
filling the air with a warm breath
of hope and possibility…

And with the sun beginning to stir,
still blinking off sleep and the end of a dream,
it’s easy to believe that the world
has never witnessed something
so pure and beautiful in all its years

At 5 a.m., it seems believing is effortless.

i am me

i am numbers
that divide, multiply,
subtract, add
on their own accord
to find the magic
sinA + cosB = 1

i am letters
that rearrange,
regroup, combine
to fill up spaces
14 down
and 2 across

i am colors
that blend,
mix, bleed
to please eyes,
primary hues
and a full range of values

i am me
i bleed, regroup,
divide,
to feel alive
without any rules
or accecpted solutions.

Excerpt

do you think
it's possible
to learn to fly

in the time it takes to fall?