Josh Bowman is sharing his father’s poetry all week. Today, Delaware River Sunrise.
Note: this week I am publishing a travel poetry series, all written by my dad. This is his book. Buy it if you like poems (you can also email my dad directly). Next week, I’m publishing a series from my mom. Stay tuned.
Delaware River Sunrise
(between Benjamin Franklin and Walt Whitman Bridges – Philadelphia, Pennsylvania)
Waking up to a gathering of yellow, orange, blue and white cloud cover,
I watch this windswept river come alive.
As though it is Christmas,
an old flat barge harboured mid-water
between two twinned light green bridges
is highlighted by a vivid leftover glow
from last night’s yellow lighting.
This meandering, shimmering magic body displaying
a nautical scene featuring a superannuated greying battleship,
now graces Penn’s Landing under an expanding pink sun.
Image courtesy of Kent Bowman.
To read more travel poems by my dad, check out: