My Beautiful Day
by Zachary Hartung
Must you set so soon
My bright, beautiful day?
Must I be bound again
To crawl the nightmare’s bay?
Your morning graced me light
And brushed my dewy eyes,
Kissing my ears with melody
From the newly risen sky.
Icicles encrusted above
From last night’s bitter hell,
Were blown into streams by your afternoon breeze
Reviving my mind a wishing well.
Your silk velvet robe of your evening sky
Flamed with beauty in warm violet,
Danced its fragrance into my memory,
Delaying the darkness behind it.
Now again the night engulfs my sense.
Indeed my day you were sweet relief,
For in this void of chilling stillness
I bear once more the gunshots of grief.
Please return,
My bright, beautiful day.
Please don’t leave me
In the nightmare’s bay.
My bright, beautiful day?
Must I be bound again
To crawl the nightmare’s bay?
Your morning graced me light
And brushed my dewy eyes,
Kissing my ears with melody
From the newly risen sky.
Icicles encrusted above
From last night’s bitter hell,
Were blown into streams by your afternoon breeze
Reviving my mind a wishing well.
Your silk velvet robe of your evening sky
Flamed with beauty in warm violet,
Danced its fragrance into my memory,
Delaying the darkness behind it.
Now again the night engulfs my sense.
Indeed my day you were sweet relief,
For in this void of chilling stillness
I bear once more the gunshots of grief.
Please return,
My bright, beautiful day.
Please don’t leave me
In the nightmare’s bay.
Zachary Hartung is a poet from Virginia, holding a bachelor's degree in English from George Mason University.