August Morning

   
     This is a day there never was before:
     New golden fleece on a 
     New horizon
     New washed sand
     New time, new tide
     New white-edged pale green breakers rolling in,
     New shining
     Sun in a new blue sky

     New young serpent 
     Hiding in green grey dew grass, old orchard
     Old Adam
     Same old
     Eve.


     Note: Georgetown Weekly, July 1982.
           as "Thoughts".
           Also, perhaps for a moment, 
           titled "Old Adam Same Old Eve". 
           State of Maine Writer's Conf. 1972.