the !n(tro)verted yogi

Bernie Gourley. Traveling Poet-Philosopher

Posted on March 21, 2023 by B Gourley

i stop, mid-run,
 because this sunrise 
  will never repeat.

Posted on March 18, 2023 by B Gourley

golden trumpet
 lives up to its name
  when sunrise strikes.

Posted on March 10, 2023 by B Gourley

the sun rises
 between the palm trees,
  i see reflected

the one true sun
 rises over the lake;
  imposters abound

an orange streak
 burns across the water —
  brightly but briefly

a walk in the park.
 eyes glued to the rising sun,
  a crow dive-bombs me.

the overnight train.
 foggy mind / sleep deprived:
  sunrise sky painting

winter sunrise
 lights the bridge & gorge wall.
  i stand in the dark

the sun rises
 behind a bare rain tree,
  a glowing heart

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