Walking to work – Leamington 7.30am
Rainfall gentle against my skin;
sky draws night from dampened streets.
No one moving without purpose, now:
yet all without haste – fresh:
the quiet, clean energy of another day.
These are the harbingers of city life –
street sweepers and delivery men,
a woman setting out her stall,
an opening door.
Peaceful, and incomplete.
© 2011 Matthew Rhodes
I’ve always loved the early morning in towns, all over the world – just before the day starts, and the people arrive, but after the first shops and cafes have opened and are just readying themselves for the day. There is a better poem here, but I thought I’d make a start and see if I can improve on it with time.
Shared with Jingle’s Poetry Pot Luck April 2011
Such a lovely picture you paint…and a great sense of place. Early morning walks are special, wherever they take you.
Thank you. I want to capture the poetry and feeling more too, and will work on this!
I look forward to your next draft, because you are right: there is a poem here. The second line is gorgeous and the simplicity of the “woman setting out her stall”. Maybe something specific with the other two people you mention. And maybe another sensory detail aside from the touch of the rain.
And, for Heaven’s sake, if you don’t like suggestions, do say. I’m a teacher and love to engage in a poem.
Mornings are also my favourite time. No other time of day feels quite like them.
I love early mornings as well and you described it pretty much the way I see it 🙂
Enjoy the potluck!
beautiful imagery, love morning as well..
vivid and nice, loved it!