As morning quietly slips her fingers
under the curtain of night
she asks of no fanfare
The day dawning the muted spectrum
a gentle rolling of hue
cool to warm
My many friends of feather
take their familiar places
trees and fences for pit
And my flowers glisten the rise
of another grand entrance
golden as yolk
harbinger of hope
7 comments:
So very lovely - I could leave that comment right there as it is and considered it perfect, but that would mean leaving without specifying just how delicate is the narration, how soft and satiny is the intonation, how warm and intimate the visuals. How pleasant and trusting.
As morning quietly slips her fingers
under the curtain of night is prime amongst prime, phrasing that awes the mind, delights the eye and takes up residence in the heart. So very lovely.
I imagine you sitting, just watching, the quietness of the hour, restful, the loveliness of this poem is touching.
There is a stillness in the dawn as one watches the morning quietly going about its work, a basket of warmth, a handful of light, the catch in a young girl's eye, the shine on a young man's car. I'm glad to know the dawn. Glad to know she comes round right regular too. :-D
Bless your heart, I do adore you.
Trée, you know I have a thing about mornings. Like Ms Storm, I appreciate the first stanza. The curtain--silk the color of a black pearl, nearly as soft as the ivory upturned hand from which it unfurls into the indigo blanket of sky. Keep this up, and your morning poems may rival my own. ;-)
Bel, I'll keep doing my best. Thanks for the kind words and the beautiful reply. Love the images you shared. Just gorgeous. :-)
I just upped the ante, Trée, check my post titled "Night." ;-)
Forgot to say 'thank you' for the compliment. I enjoy painting pictures with words, though the value of few words is many times greater than the value of many. Is a picture worth a thousand words, lol? Btw, I've not slept well in anticipation of your reaction to 'night.' I love the...dance?...duel? I feel another one beginning to stir. Please play.
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