Monday, April 2, 2018

Tugboat at Daybreak

Tugboat at Daybreak

by Lillian Morrison

The necklace of the bridge

is already dimmed for morning

but a tug in a tiara

glides slowly up the river,

a jewel of the dawn,

still festooned in light.

The river seems to slumber

quiet in its bed,

as silently the tugboat,

a ghostlike apparition,

moves twinkling up the river

and disappears from sight.