Waking softly, slowly

Every day’s the first
day of something
or other, so we
remember the blue.
And the blues. The
used toothpaste tube.
The scent of
rain, fading.
The crumbling of

the way this sly sky
holds court with
tree songs
and dream
-bled clouds.


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33 Responses to Waking softly, slowly

  1. I love the morning as the start of something new… and hope for more blue than blues.

  2. welshstream says:

    Dream-bled clouds …. absolutely great line in a gem of a poem

  3. I bet I can guess something that inspired this. If it’s any consolations today’s skies are gray-bled. Beautiful memories, indeed.

  4. I do like this poem. It’s the tone, there’s a delicacy to it, and stoicism, plodding through it regardless of what the sly sky is up to.

  5. kim881 says:

    This is divine, De! The blue, the scent of rain and dream-bled clouds….

  6. Every day’s the first day of something” … a new beginning … Great thought!

  7. A beautiful write De, I especially love ‘The scent of rain, fading’ and ‘tree songs and dream-bled clouds.’

  8. Frank Hubeny says:

    I liked the “dream-bled clouds”. Dreams comes down like rain.

  9. kanzensakura says:

    This is so very special…the blue instead of the blues, each day a new beginning. And tree songs…love those tree songs.

  10. hypercryptical says:

    Divine it is! (I keep going back and rereading – your words are dreamy in themselves.)
    Anna :o]

  11. Glenn Buttkus says:

    A poet’s tribute & anthem; makes me feel privileged to be in the poetic fraternity; love making thins all “dreambly”; smile

  12. Grace says:

    I too remember the blue and blues…sigh ~ Love that dream-bled clouds ~

  13. jade says:

    That first line break makes me think of the first of the month — in repeat mode. (Every day’s payday.) Remember the movie Groundhog Day? That sort of thing.

  14. Waltermarks says:

    Hope all your blue dreams come true. Leave the blues behind. Just put on the running shoes and head out into those blue skies.

  15. qbit says:

    Ooh – “crumbling of time”. Gem sort of hidden in there.

  16. dream-bled is a keeper, De! Credit to your daughter. Wishing you blue skies!

  17. Truedessa says:

    We need a new shade of blue, to lift us up beyond the clouds.

  18. “And / the way this sly sky / holds court with / tree songs / and dream-bled clouds.” Perfect ending.

  19. Sumana Roy says:

    “tree songs
    and dream
    -bled clouds.”….Wow!!

  20. Sumana Roy says:

    Hope this time it posts.
    I don’t think I’ll ever forget ‘dream/bled clouds’…Wow!

  21. annell4 says:

    Every day is the first of something….or the ending.

  22. Sumana Roy says:

    Keeping “dream / -bled clouds”, within me. A fantastic write.
    Hope the comment posts this time.

  23. coalblack says:

    This is beautiful, and suits my for-some-reason blue mood. The crumbling of time. Wow, De.

  24. The used toothpaste tube stands out to me. Beautifully written!

  25. Janice says:

    I like the sense of consciousness in this…specially the scent of rain fading and the tree songs.

  26. Sumana Roy says:

    I simply love ” dream / -bled clouds.”…..

  27. I love the relaxing atmosphere of this piece…and your opening…and your close.

  28. merrildsmith says:

    There is such a dreamy feeling to this, “dream-bled clouds.” I really like it!

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  30. Just Barry says:

    I love the flow of the last stanza. I can hear the rustling of the tree leaves.

  31. Dream-bled or dreambled…so clever and so de-reamy

  32. Lorraine says:

    The imagery of your post is dreamy.

  33. Misky says:

    Toothpaste: what a delightful surprise to find that in the mix!

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