For once, I watched after waking early the trick of the sky, a vivid circle creeping up as an anniversary. Half forget-me-not, half sunflower, a glowing hat poised on the horizon, amber flames singe the first clouds of morning. Chimneys soak in light and here from the window it climbs higher ready to burn, ready to blind.
Written: May 2013. Explanation: A poem written in my own time. Mild inspiration provided by Ted Hughes's poem 'October Dawn.'