daybreak the cold edge of the bed
Published by
Mark E. Brager
Mark E. Brager lives with his wife and son in Columbia, MD, just outside of Washington, DC, where he works as a public affairs executive. His poems have appeared in haijinx, Prune Juice, Haiku Pix Review, The Heron's Nest, Notes from the Gean, and DailyHaiku. View all posts by Mark E. Brager
A chilling steal-cold moment!
Great contrast. And so appropriate for a Monday morning!
Thank you Theresa!
Thank you!
The play on 'break' is clever. :)
marion
Thank you Marion!
Nice & inspiring. I'm currently starting with my own poems, so its nice to get some inspirations :-).
Thank you Anna and good luck with your poetic endeavors…
I am a great admirer of your haiku, Mark! Here again you leave me in awe.
For a start – I love your horizontal construction of the work, which is both a visual and physical recreation of the horizon, from which the sun is beginning to rise, the bed itself, and also the position I imagine (and remember) myself wanting to remain in on a chilly morning.
But the word "cold" also arouses other emotions. Memories of cold nights after an argument, sleeping on opposite edges of the bed. And it is "daybreak" – a hard word, unlike the optimism and warmth of "dawn". With the break of day, will the relationship stay broken, like her heart? Or can it be rekindled? So much left perfectly unsaid…
Raw and real. Haiku at its modern best
Many thanks for sharing this, Mark
Strider
Thank you very much Strider…I appreciate the support