Sunrise, January First, 2020

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.


The rain has paused, but the gusty wind continues to blow water from the naked trees. Two maple seeds helicopter down to a hard splash-landing in the hot tub. Aside from the wind, it is quiet. Even the dogs and the rooster are sleeping in.


Wet Morning

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