Breathing to my coffeeAwakening to my foot tappingI remember the autumn air16th notes in Bach after BartókThe concrete curb beneath my handA stranger’s kiss in the dead of the nightMy hope securely in my pocket,Crawling forward on our ride. Breathing againAwakening from a dream.I believed in you and meand being, again, my friend.Juliet leaned over, offered her hand.My … [Read more...] about Daybreak, By: Matt Hawkins
Matt Hawkins
About Matt Hawkins
Matt is living as he can, in Dayton, Ohio. If poetry is a secondhand capture of actual life once lived, he still feels good throughout each day and within the writing process. He welcomes kind interaction about anything in particular.