Thursday, January 22, 2015


Epiphany: A sudden realization about the meaning of something.


It’s the rising sun
blasting through the frosted
glass on the east wall of my bedroom.

I can feel it.

I move slowly and take in
the aroma of coffee
as it rides the currents
from my kitchen.

I listen to the quiet
electronic hum
coming from the vents in
my ceiling.

I stir and sense the
softness of warm sheets
on exposed skin.


                                               Dennis Price 

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