Mid Morning Sunrise
As the clouds began to bloom
Winds soared above
Low traffic below
Becomes a perpetuating hum
Orange lavender paints the sky
As the sun begins to rise
Chirps interrupt the faint breeze
Echoing resonating upon my ear
Planes groan
Crunching gravel underneath
My shifting weight
Dogs and crows
Atop the birdsong in bursts
Traffic flows up the hill in waves
A lone strip of cloud glows
Another hovers on a desolate mountaintop
Before splitting in two
The birds become more frantic
A choir to the room noise of the world about me
The lone strip burns off and dissipates
Casting shadows
Losing them
Flaring from red to yellow as the sun peaks