Open Poetry #10 |
longest of morning's dawns ... |
ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
longest of morning's dawns ... and to a tumbling season's change i give a spirited chase waterdown upon the range dotting snow's sun-white lace the body of my soul alive at it a wind does howl game of life comes astride a gnarling hound-spoke growl if my change at season's end falls in place with the breeze auburn's glow to me still send sweep me among drift's leaves 'til white blankets lay silently on grounds of once green lawns my wait for soft's touch of thee be the longest of morning's dawns M.A. Miller 10.05.00 < !signature--> My calling before me, let quill be my offering; For to be called poet, no greater gift to receive. M.A. [This message has been edited by MA Miller (edited 10-09-2000).] |
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Elizabeth
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since 1999-06-07
Posts 6871Minnesota |
Beautiful! I loved the last verse. Elizabeth Something sweet, something sort of grandish, sweeps my soul when thou art near... [email protected] |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
thank you, Elizabeth ... very kind words ... |
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Waverly917 Member
since 2000-09-23
Posts 90Hugo, MN |
This is a beautiful piece, the whole thing, and I loved the last verse too. Abra "So often times it happens that we live our lives in chains And we never even know we have the key." -Already Gone, The Eagles |
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Aimster Member Elite
since 2000-02-19
Posts 4297Charlotte, NC |
this is VERY beautiful. this flowed as if written on water. or perhaps on the wings of an angel. lovely work! take care. amy p.s. i will def. be reading more of your work. loved the style. "The head learns knew things, but the heart forever more practices old experiences" |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
Waverly917, Aimster ... thanks so much for reading ... some might call this a stagnant style, but it favors my thoughts ... thanks again. |
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MMoonchild Senior Member
since 2000-07-13
Posts 1715PA |
my wait for soft's touch of thee be the longest of morning's dawns some of my most favorite days are when its snowing...I call it "catching kisses" and wrote a poem on my site about it but will post when we have our first snow here.. thanks for a "soft touch" this afternoon Maureen [This message has been edited by MMoonchild (edited 10-08-2000).] |
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Martie
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since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
MA--beautiful tranquil flow in this lovely poem! |
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ma miller Senior Member
since 2000-07-11
Posts 806 |
Maureen and Martie ... thanks for reading and appreciating ... |
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Paula Finn Member Ascendant
since 2000-06-17
Posts 5546missouri |
Stagnant? Oh no Mark not you not ever...you are the morning air fresh and chill...this is so very lovely. |
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