Looking down from
my spot on the bluff
I saw the ribbon of
river shift from light
to shadow, dodging
the sun as a sailboat
made its way toward
the bridge. I sat in a
rocking chair on the
front porch and drank
my first cup of coffee,
as had become my habit
in the last week, trying
to identify what was so
different there, what
made the light seem
drenched in yellows
spilling over the roof
of my home, the fall
of golden light shining
through the low clouds,
God and the tiniest star
in the sky having guided
me and my family to this
new house after the fire,
and I thought of what life
had given me: a chance
to start over, and plant
a garden that made you
believe in tomorrow again.
Bobbi Sinha-Morey's poetry has appeared in a wide variety of places such Plainsongs, Pirene's Fountain, The Wayfarer, Helix Magazine, Miller's Pond, The Tau, Vita Brevis, Cascadia Rising Review, Old Red Kimono, and Woods Reader. Her books of poetry are available on Amazon and her work has been nominated for Best of the Net 2015 and the Best of the Net 2018 Anthology, hosted by Sundress Publications. Her website is located at http://bobbisinhamorey.wordpress.com.