Morning in April

Contrasted between a light beige of morning coffee against the burnt red of bricked wall

Photo by Cole Keister on Unsplash

The mist that blanketed the bay as it rained a night unapologetic,

clarity and vibrance of the morning after

Gradual brilliance as the sun glances from hiding

piercing through the frigid air, filling me of brilliance too

Leaves varying in shades of green

Staggered vintage buildings

Smooth sailing as the flag waves gracefully,

the trail that follows

Curious morning walkers,

varying expressions I catch a glimpse of as they glare shamelessly

You can guess who I am

but you will be wrong

Wine colored leaves

Scattered daisies and dandelions of wishful wishes

Never lose the madness

I don’t remember taking photographs,

but I remember how the moments, then, made me feel

I’d like forever to exist on a balcony,

on a brilliant Sunday morning

Pictures are rarely close to the moments they capture —