False Creek Morning, Late October
🎨✨ False Creek Morning, Late October ✨🎨 by Zipolita False Creek yawns in chilly dawn , October’s breath, the night not gone . Darkness clings like velvet tight , Time change coming, stealing light . ☕🌬️ Coffee warms my sleepy bones, Cold wind hums soft city tones . 🍓🥣 Porridge, berries, tiny cheer, Dog’s quick pee, routine so dear . Out the window: glimmers, beams , Boarders glide like living dreams . ⭐🚣 Headlamps bobbing … floating stars, Dancing light on rippling bars . Early birds who greet the day, Catch the magic night hides away. 🌅 City whispers, calm and deep, While so many stay asleep . Last warm sip, I gently pray For safety far across the bay. 🇯🇲💙 Jamaica, hold strong in this hour, Melissa’s fury tests your courage & power. May homes be safe, may hearts be whole, May calm return & heal your soul.