Open Poetry #42 |
(my second poem) The Perfect Morning |
Newpoet Member
since 2008-05-16
Posts 72 |
The chorus of heavenly angels chirping at such blissful hours, The gentle breeze, brushing against one’s face, The leaves dancing freely, in the glimmer of the sun, At times, they are violent, At times, they are calm, The warmth of echoing radiance upon one’s soul, The reflection of morality in the depths of water, To be lost in the imagination of the clouds, To forget the burdens of life, If only for a moment, To feel refreshed and start anew. |
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r v wooo Senior Member
since 2007-08-07
Posts 656 |
newpoet...thanks for sharing the moment of a perfect morning. i love the early morning this time of year...especially at first light. good job |
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Alison
since 2008-01-27
Posts 9318Lumpy oatmeal makes me crazy! |
The season of renewal is showing its spring outlook in your poem. Most lovely. Welcome to PiP also. Alison |
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ThisDiamond Member Rara Avis
since 2002-02-22
Posts 9353Michigan, USA |
Welcome to Passions! Great post. |
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Earth Angel Member Empyrean
since 2002-08-27
Posts 40215Realms of Light |
"To forget the burdens of life, If only for a moment, To feel refreshed and start anew." ~ "The Perfect Morning", indeed! I too, love "to be lost in the imagination of the clouds". May all your mornings be as glorious, refreshing, and revitalizing! EA |
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