I
Shadorma
The word alone broods
gathering
deep blue dark
morning before the rains come
recedes in shadow
II
Red
Sky
Morning
Everything
waits, wavering song
chorus creatures singing water
III (and by the way)
This is not
My favorite way
tapped knee count
drumming words
While trying to make some sense
Of an exercise
IV (furthermore)
Back
And
Forth I
Count again
Too early for this
Another cup of coffee please
Early Morning Poems 