A Divine Morning To Remember . . .

At cock-crow . . .

The day had just said
Good Morning . . .

and Aurora
is about to enter the scene
as the sun starts climbing

In the early sun
the dew of the night
is glittering like small pearls
in the spider's web
between the boathouse
and the cow parsley

But the fresh and pure stillness
suddenly interrupts
by a buzzing sound
from a bumblebee
 
who, after softened up
its stiffly joints
on the sunny warmed
flat rock
heavily and wobblingly
takes off
in search of
pollen and honey

heading towards
the dandelions
whose flowers
are glowing
like tiny yellow suns
in the green verge
of the narrow alley

* * * 
A divine morning
indeed worth to remember



Poetry by Carl O Andersson
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Written on 2007-04-02 at 14:16

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Kulanga
Good morning Carol this poem feels nice and fresh. I sense a happy contented soul.
K

Language: 5
Format: 5
Mood: 5
Overall: 5
2007-04-03


Individuality
in the spiders web - in the spider's web, the web here is belonging to the spider so spider's web. also the title, maybe capitilising 'to remember'? other than those 2 points, a good piece.
2007-04-02