Creative Talents Unleashed

Painting at First Light

Cleared the smoke from my eyes
Roved, through the bleached white halls
In a heavy haze of thought

Painted away at first light
At the larks spearing worms
In the aftermath of rain
As coffee, steamed into life

Sprung from myself
For the pulsing embrace of the world
With the courage of immortals

Good morning,
If only, it were more than a dream
In some distant year
When I’ve found my stride

© William Wright, Jr.

William Wright

About the Author

 My name is William Lorenzo Wright, Jr. I am the youngest of three children, as well as the only son to two loving and hard-working parents. I am a college student from San Diego California and I hold a deep passion for reading and writing poetry. I was sixteen years old when I first fell in love with poetry and I have been faithful…

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