Open Poetry #21 |
Dawn |
Tim Senior Member
since 1999-06-08
Posts 1794 |
On wooded crest of distant hill, A solemn hush lays on all things, Night's silence reigns, no sounds until, First breath of dawn in glory sings. Lone whippoorwill in morning's song, Mesmeric note's to touch one's soul. With murmurs soft as passion's long, Darkness cedes to sun's extol. As fades last glow of Luna's sliver, Sound blessed hymns of memories' bliss, Long, long agoes on wind's deliver, From verdant plains of reminisce. Fades soft our past in night's retreat, Before advance of sunlight's greet. [This message has been edited by Tim (08-03-2002 10:47 AM).] |
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Sunshine
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-06-25
Posts 63354Listening to every heart |
We've missed you... welcome home! and thank you for this awakening... |
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Martie
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Member Empyrean
since 1999-09-21
Posts 28049California |
Tim You have written my favorite time of day, beautifully! |
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nakdthoughts Member Laureate
since 2000-10-29
Posts 19200Between the Lines |
Oh my gosh Tim I think we were almost having the same visions this morning...even the same words *s love it M |
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Nan
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Member Seraphic
since 1999-05-20
Posts 21191Cape Cod Massachusetts USA |
God knows I love dawn more than any other time of day - Thanks, Tim - This is a wonderful mid-day reminder of those special moments.. |
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