Dawnings
crying wolf
By Nicholas Hooper
the expected didn’t happen
true, the gale was here
buffeting the trees and houses
but the snow was absent this time
this unpredictable world
where weather patterns have been lost
in a whirlwind of overheating
don’t blame the weatherman
for crying wolf one time too soon
but as this world rocks into instability
look out for the wolf that’s crying
‘where are we and where will my children be?’
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About Dawnings:
“Every morning at around 5am I get up and go down to my studio. After a short meditation I write down whatever is in my head, giving myself fifteen minutes to do so. Then moving over to the piano (or a more portable instrument like my Ukulele when I'm away), I improvise and record a piece of music inspired by whatever words I just wrote. It is a great way of keeping both my writing and my composing going and I call these small creations Dawnings. They are mostly unedited, like sketches, so that they keep that fresh feeling of an early morning discovery.”
— Nick Hooper