night’s sleep dream dusted
morning temperature varied
vision grows proportionately
blood pressure what ever
two stories down the pub’s
neon yellow treble clef
green open red closed
signs hiss and flicker
rushing sounds
commuters in streets
up in the sky reading
subterranean staring
should I log on
ponder news and messages
or linger
take in this air of dawn
Richard Eric Johnson lives and writes poetry in Arlington, Virginia. He has authored five full-length poetry collections and his poetry appears in numerous online and print journals. Eric is also a Pushcart nominee. He was honored to be archived at La Salle University’s Connelly Library. He is a graduate of Indiana University.
