Open Poetry #17 |
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Morning’s Brewing |
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Son Netier Member
since 2001-12-11
Posts 116The Garden State |
There is a swirl of clouds softly forming, Far off in the east skies before the morn, The wind now slack has blown away swarming; Clear skies will greet the day gentle to warm, As the fragrance of the coffee brewing Nudges awake to meet the season born. It is before the sun of longest night, Complete the end of this season of fall, To wake to be the time of growing light, To wait each day for the robin to call; To walk outside to the new springing bright, To rise each morn and to be standing tall. Taste the new day that’s brewing in your cup; Meet the morrow freshly, get up, Get Up! Bill |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
Bill, this is very nice. Nothing like the first cuppa, hey? Mine's been on for an hour. "Clink" |
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Mistletoe Angel![]() ![]() ![]()
since 2000-12-17
Posts 32816Portland, Oregon |
![]() ![]() ![]() (smiles) Soooooooo beautiful, sweet friend, your loving heart sings like the early robin in this gorgeous sonnet! (big hugggsssss) You truly are a master of sonnets, sweet friend, I love them all! You have such a beautiful heart, sweet Bill, thank you for sharing! ![]() May love and light always shine upon you! Love, Noah Eaton |
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