Boats at Sunrise

by Wesley D. Sims

First light unveils two empty
round-a-bout boats, nuzzling
the shore, tethered like horses
to their hitching posts,
sweet gum trees standing watch.
Fiberglass hulls sparkle
and glint as they bob and rock
in the low-slapping waves.
Shroud of fog cataracts the scene
light gray and velvety smooth,
the pale orange orb of sun
flashlights through the cove
to illuminate beginnings
of a new day on Watts Bar Lake,
and fresh possibilities
of the open water.