Into the darkness we plunge
unaware of the coming day
through the mist of night we flounder
barely making our way
Dreams of havoc, hostility
not a star to guide us through
until we fall with exhaustion
into a sleep, no dreams anew
Then comes the morning after
with grey skies overhead
sleeping put aside once more
another day to dread
But soon we realize this time
a wonderful gift, a surprise
as with the dew comes pleasure
in the form of Electric Sunrise
He’s come to save the day
to bring sunlight and blue skies
there’s nothing can compare
to a morn’ with Electric Sunrise
In tribute to Phil aka Electric Sunrise,
moderator supreme
Dee Garner
© May 22, 2007


a wonderful poem, well deseving of the trophy.

Bravo!

I only found this contest recently, and it's had me all choked up, and your work has had no different of an effect on me, thanks a lot, your the best 
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