Sunrise at Ebo ...

Many mattress puffs

What a pretty show!

Couldn't get enough!



A sky parted ...

Blues and greys

A star darted ...

In a gold blaze



Streaking thru the sky

A quiet wonder to see

Such a swift smooth ride

Providing very much glee



Hairs on neck stood right up

And the pulse rate quickened

Heart skipped beat - or cut ...

And the throat just thickened



Licked the lips mid-gaze 

Knees slightly trembled

Sought out light amazed

But star had tumbled ...



Don't even remember blinking

But it must have happened ...

Perhaps, the thought of new inking

Slowed these old eyes mapping



And now I see a dull, dreary sky

And wonder why it's so different

For, at Mount Ebo, the morn's sunrise

Promis'd a day so much more pleasant!



- Tristram



(c) Christopher W. Thomas

10:05am Wed. Oct. 7th, 1998