Guest Poet Bryan M. Telford
OBSERVATIONS OF SUN AND RAINFALL
Morning light breaks.
The sun illuminates rooms.
Let light transfix stillness.
Collective dust molecules form a path with the light.
Waking up is hard to do.
Morning bemoans soft silence though,
That reckons well with the solitude
Of early rising.
A window belies the bedside,
Making it possible to see
That rain has fallen
In great quantity.
Downpour from the previous night,
That beat on the rooftops,
Has rendered a proverbial drip-drop
Of immeasurable chatters.
The windowsill becomes calamities
Of fallen drops that
Coalesce and
Form slight puddles on the wood.
A window belies the bedside,
Projecting the sun, giving the illumination
Of nature and life.
October 1997
Bryan M. Telford's Questions:
QUESTION #1: What is the connection between life and nature?
QUESTION #2: After reading this poem, does it give you anything new to
think about?
Correspond with Bryan M. Telford at
bmichael@efaxinc.com
with your ideas about this poem.
The Albany Poetry Workshop