Morning Mirages

Sunrise less blinding

Softened by this sfumato

Early morning fog

~~|

Edges indistinct

Diaphanous demarcations

Between tree and sky

~~|

Distant muted peep

Nightjar’s echoed offering

Breaks not the stillness

~~|

Thinking too, clouded

By hazy interruptions

Misty dreaming guests

~~|

Gentle caresses

Of humid morning breezes

Silken kimonos

~~|

The only crispiness

Present on this Early morn: 

Apple on my tongue

~~|

The only sharpness

That incisive aroma:

Coffee in my cup

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