night rolled away
the street-sweeper’s broom
deepening dawn sounds
© gillena cox
softens thwack on the front porch
morning paper waits
© Tournesol’16-05-20
night rolled away
the street-sweeper’s broom
deepening dawn sounds
© gillena cox
jangle of milk bottles
back in the day
© Tournesol’16-05-20
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Your endings in first stanza add some peaceful expectation, in second – even more chiming ..~ beautiful work.
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Thanks so much!! I was up early writing with less than 2 hours sleep so I had that pre-dawn mood…new neighbours buzzing my door:( at least I got a lot done.
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Two nice completions in which you have caught a few “old fashioned” morning habits.
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Days started at a slower pace then. I commented on your “looking back” twice because the troibun inspired the first haiku…here is the link if you want to see it http://wp.me/p2RsU0-2qQ Thanks for all that you do, Krstjaan.
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