Good Morning

The Writer, Vernon Wade

Vernon Wade is a poet, author and freelancer. He has been published in The Gorge Literary Journal, Dualsport Rider Magazine, Hack’d Magazine, The Sidecarist, ROB Magazine and The Hood River News.

The world fills him with wonder. When he looks at the sky he is lifted into flights of fancy, when he stares at the earth he is drawn beneath its surface. He is delighted to find the macrocosm and the microcosm equally mesmerizing.

8/3/25 5:45 57f (13.9c) Clear blue sky with tendrils and random wisps of clouds, shining white from the still hidden sun.

I was reaching to turn off the pumps so I could listen to the quiet when I knocked my tea into the tub. I had to get out, get a new mug and heat some more water, this time adding a little honey and a squirt of lemon juice.

So far, I feel a little better today. I cut the Theraflu in half, but had to get into the cough syrup last night and I am a little hungover, but at least my ribs don’t hurt.

A cloud of starlings swept overhead, winging towards the orchards like flight of bombers headed for Dresden. I was too slow to get a photo, but there were hundreds.

The quiet is like the morning breathing, like meditatively counting respiration. It comes between breaths: