A beautiful morning
with its rising sun.

Demons and
the clones of demons
sit close on the boundaries of my mind.

I sit, eyes closed,
sing a power song in my head
“Hey-Ya-ho-wa…”

Define the day
write the words
hear the bird song
sip the coffee…

The demons fade
Spring growth overwhelms them
I breath fresh air.

Dana Sanford
2019

Poet. Philosopher. A sense of Humor. 60 years ago I rode the winds at the top of a tall cottonwood. Buy me a coffee @ https://ko-fi.com/danasanford

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