Early Morning

I wake to thunder and shivers of lightning through the window. The rhythmic sound of rain comes and goes. The sky surrenders with its tears.

Will I find the right words today? I only need to risk a few. Some come to me like soothing rain perhaps through the storm clouds of my dreams. I wonder, will they do?

Today, depending on how long the sky needs, the Sun may stay behind the clouds holding the sky in warm embrace forgiving the sky for all those doubts.

morning thunderstorm
rain weeps summer’s sun away
autumn starts to fall

Text: Linked to dVerse Haibun Monday. Mish is hosting with the theme of “morning”.  I am also linking this to Debbie Roth’s Forgiving Fridays.

Tomorrow I will be hosting dVerse Poetics with the theme of frustration and heartbreak featuring Gerard Manley Hopkin’s poem “Thou art indeed just, Lord, if I contend” and Dionne Warwick singing the Bee Gee’s “Heartbreaker“.

Photos: “Early Morning”, above, “Morning Shadows and Reflections”, below.

News: My poem “Boundaries” appeared in the current issue of The Lyric.

Morning Shadows and Reflections

Author: Frank Hubeny

I enjoy walking, poetry and short prose as well as taking pictures with my phone.

65 thoughts on “Morning”

  1. This is wonderful, Frank….with depth of thought and reflective tone. I especially like this…”Will I find the right words today? I only need to risk a few.”
    Congrats on your published work. 🙂

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  2. Great news about your poem, Frank! I love the photographs and your stunning description of a morning thunderstorm. I can’t remember the last time we had one of those, they are so rare. We seem to get them during the day or at night. The haiku sums it up beautifully.

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  3. I get in line to extend Congrats on your poem; always nice to get something published. I, too, worry a bit about my verbosity on the three dVerse days. You rocked the the prompt with this fine piece.

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  4. A lovely description of a rainy morning, Frank. I love rainy days! For some odd reason, I used to always bake cookies on rainy days. Not so much any more.

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  5. Frank, this is a beautiful combination of prose and poetry for #ForgivingFridays. When I read this, I was touched by the exquisite compassion of forgiving to embrace my doubts and concerns. And the words of your poem ring beautifully to capture the coming of fall. Thank you!

    Your work today reminds me of a Hafiz quote, “Even after all this time, the Sun never says to the earth, “You owe me.” Look at what happens with a love like that, It lights up the Whole Sky.”

    Many blessings to you Frank,

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  6. SMiLeS.. NoW For Truly We Cannot
    And Will Not Say for Sure Just How
    Big oF A Hurricane And How
    Much Rain
    WiLL BRing
    in all Forms and
    Essences is as all to Be.. From: Harmony
    As LonG aS A Center eYe is Grace And Calm in Peace
    in Balance Full oF LoVE FoR LiVE EVeR ExPaNDinG LiFE
    iN LiGHT MoRE iN WiNDs even Greater to: Be NoW MoRE..:)

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