Today.
Today, dreams left behind I fall awake,
still dozed, oust myself
out of dark-doldrums, pummeling eyes
and promise the sun to
visit new heather just birthing its buds
on the heath\'s roof.
Today I will reach heights above windy
ridges of mist and fill
both my hands with pocketed crumbs
to feed ragged robins
who on wintery days haunt the moors
to catch living food.
Today, courting sweet Cornish morning
I choose to go breakfastless
and match Tessa my dog in chasing her
make-believe snacks
of tossed seaweed while bothering gulls
in beach-washed play.
Today I shall sand-hop cloud-shadows
of shifting light and
voiceless give praise for this boisterous
paradise where I
reside so carping diem I now dress and
am quickly away.