Love Poem: Morning from Shadows
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Written by: Mike Bayles

Morning from Shadows

A fellow poet says
don’t start a poem
with looking out the window
but I am—

I am
looking out
the window
to see the lawn
outside my window
has grown.

A neighbor says
there are too many 
verses on love,
but restless
I tap laptop
keys to compose
another. 

My friend
who transferred
from where I work
to another place—

I saw her last week

and I’m lost reflections
of being with
and without love.

When I saw her
at the front counter 
I said hello in passing
and when I went
to check out

she was waiting for me.

I told her I had to get
something from the car

and when I came back
her boss said that she
sent my friend 
to lunch break.

I laughed and said
everybody’s got to eat
and had to admit
I knew my friend
from another store.

Now 
I look out the window
and a bird trills a song
for words unsaid
and I look 
into the light 
of a brilliant sun.