Poems About Dawn Seeking Honest Critique
#dawn
Slow August
Slow dawn climbing trees
morning breezes silent as light,
whisper through rows of stubble
gold, metalic,cold slow light .
Nestlings crowd wicker baskets,
parents take an early search before
siblings wake, demanding grubs.
the whole day through.
Slow, evening takes
the light, a gentle breeze
blows away clouds,dark
with threats of...
morning breezes silent as light,
whisper through rows of stubble
gold, metalic,cold slow light .
Nestlings crowd wicker baskets,
parents take an early search before
siblings wake, demanding grubs.
the whole day through.
Slow, evening takes
the light, a gentle breeze
blows away clouds,dark
with threats of...
#trees
#fall
#wind
#nature
#dawn
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Ruby the Nightwalker
The sky was ablaze in Kamikaze glaze
In a various array of cosmic hues & shades,
She was sipping sparkling champagne
Emeralds, rubies, & pearls popping from
Her earrings
Diamonds dripping from her neck,
Crystal silk adoring that dusky silhouette
Voice as sweet as Pop Rocks,
Woman of the Hour
Have you watching the clock
Sporadic, volatile, unpredictable
Catch a glimpse, can’t resist-
Zirconia Paparazzi,
The Heaven Temptress,
Her name is Ruby;
The Angel’s one night stand,
A common girl loved on demand ...
In a various array of cosmic hues & shades,
She was sipping sparkling champagne
Emeralds, rubies, & pearls popping from
Her earrings
Diamonds dripping from her neck,
Crystal silk adoring that dusky silhouette
Voice as sweet as Pop Rocks,
Woman of the Hour
Have you watching the clock
Sporadic, volatile, unpredictable
Catch a glimpse, can’t resist-
Zirconia Paparazzi,
The Heaven Temptress,
Her name is Ruby;
The Angel’s one night stand,
A common girl loved on demand ...
#trees
#music
#SelfReflection
#StreamOfConsciousness
#dawn
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Perfume
The morning speaks in ocean words,
In scents of blue lupines and waves,
As if you found me in the night,
And in my bed you sought your rest.
To find you nestled, waking there,
And taste the universe’s birth.
In scents of blue lupines and waves,
As if you found me in the night,
And in my bed you sought your rest.
To find you nestled, waking there,
And taste the universe’s birth.
#flowers
#universe
#nature
#StreamOfConsciousness
#dawn
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"The Ritual" [A]
You greet Me
each morn
in Your soft and hazy form.
For a moment, obscured,
by the darkness, inured,
yet soon the shadows fade.
A Sun so shy
finally arrives—
drizzles beams
across Your body
like the mists of fine, light rain.
Adorned, You are,
in a saintly, hallowed glow.
Adored, You remain,
devoured by these hungry eyes.
Such is the ritual
of a year’s worth of holy days
spent by Your side.
In mind, in body
I am Yours.
each morn
in Your soft and hazy form.
For a moment, obscured,
by the darkness, inured,
yet soon the shadows fade.
A Sun so shy
finally arrives—
drizzles beams
across Your body
like the mists of fine, light rain.
Adorned, You are,
in a saintly, hallowed glow.
Adored, You remain,
devoured by these hungry eyes.
Such is the ritual
of a year’s worth of holy days
spent by Your side.
In mind, in body
I am Yours.
#sun
#nature
#gratitude
#admiration
#dawn
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DU Poetry : Poems About Dawn Seeking Honest Critique