24 September 2016

World Of Today

There is no mistaking this, judging by a grey mist 
over the Creek we’re about to enter Winter again; 
it is as if an extra coverlet spectacularly disposed 
with inimitable confirmation colder air’s out there, 
see how dense it is mate - until the sun’s rays are 
aimed ‘n ranged exactly - then it lifts, evaporating 
invisibly in illimitable blue, with a World appearing
discrete & pure out of the concealing gloom again

Thankfully it is the same one we last saw at dusk - 
perhaps its own image reborn, just as unchanged 
in memory - and the day gradually begins; time is 
refreshed in a way that never ceases to amaze, it 
soothes away unease, grasps the senses gently - 
as if to say - welcome to your World of today 
© 21 April 2016, I. D. Carswell