Daybreak at Pikes Creek
[Summer of 2005]
Daybreak by Lake Superior Rising out of the woods like: A swamp mist I'm waiting for breakfast (at the B&B) I pace the grounds The scent of green shrubbery: Trees, flora, flowersrain Intoxicates me Branches like big brown arms Descend The embankment, to the right Blue eyed, like minereflect From the creek beneath me (my wife says 'be careful' she went to get the camera) The greens and blues touch My face and blue jeans Reflections mirrored like Musical notes of a symphony (I'll see them later in pictures) For now, it's daybreak In Minnesota.
#813 8/26/2005
Note: the author, Dennis Siluk, took his wife Rosa [me: on my birthday] to Lake Superior, this summer, and I adored the biggest lake in the world. We stayed at a Bed and Breakfast, just outside a few miles from Bayfield, Wisconsin. As we had gotten up for breakfast, we walked outside and into the woods in back of the B&B, and then back towards the Mansion [Pinehurst Inn], and discovered to the side of us was an embankment, and the poet, my husband, had to climb down the twenty feet to the Creek, and I took a picture of him gazing into the creek, a most captivating picture with all the reflections of daybreak in it. It will be used for the new book of poetry: “Peruvian Poems,” to be out next month. Rosa Pe?aloza
Poet Dennis Siluk see his books at http://dennissiluk.tripod.com and his travels
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