Morning Arrives. . .

Listen to the break of dawn, the
shell of heaven cracking open,
yolks of light edging out
against the blackness of night–
all you have to do is cup your hand,
light will fill it; feel the sizzle.

Listen, when the heart cracks open
love pours against the edges
of loneliness and unfulfilled desire–
reach out your handful of light to
your spouse, son, daughter, friends;
the light sizzles with your love.

Ah! Morning always arrives naked —
Ours — the privilege
to clothe the day with love.

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About Ciletti

Jim Ciletti, an award winning poet, filmmaker, and author, is the 2010-2012, Poet Laureate of the Pikes Peak region, and for 41 years, poet-in-residence for the Orme School Fine Arts Festival. Jim gives many workshops on the writing and performance of poetry, and makes poetry house calls to create personal poetry events. Ciletti loves everything Italian, including cooking for family and friends, and loves to plant garlic, make homemade wine, and eating peaches and plums. "Everyday is Christmas, but you don't always get everything you ask for. Sometimes more. Poetry celebrates life."
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One Response to Morning Arrives. . .

  1. Beautiful!  I love starting the day when Jim Ciletti is my husband.  Thank You!

    Love, Mary

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