Poetry by John Grey
Dawn-light –
the eyes astound the soul
with wakening.
Bedsheets prove no hindrance.
The morning air is inundated
with visions.
A sweeping, a rising,
the deep joy of living –
and a sun that burns
as a mark of respect
for all I will do this day.
To sleep some more
would be unworthy.
John Grey is an Australian poet, US resident, recently published in Sheepshead Review, Stand, Poetry Salzburg Review and Hollins Critic. Latest books, “Leaves On Pages,” “Memory Outside The Head” and “Guest Of Myself” are available through Amazon. Work upcoming in Ellipsis, Blueline and International Poetry Review.
