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Jun 26, 2010
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DAWN in theDEEPWOODS
Pulse slows from ascent to lofty lair
in midst of moonless darkness
eyes adjust to night's monochrome
a falling star's life ends in triumphant fire
Rustling of the night's creatures
completing their last hurried tasks
Constellations slowly dim
announcing coming end of night
ground fog slowly swirling over a
frigid world
like a sleepy serpent
In the East blackness releases to gray
a sign of daylight's yawning
landscape's features blink on one by one
as light to see by increases
Hidden sun turning cirrus clouds a pale pink
Total
Still
silence
night's scuttlers retired, day's denizens
not yet arrived into windless world
Fog dissapears in longing whisps
revealing a crystaline white frozen world
and skeletal leafless trees
behind which sun blinks sleep from eye
Last star vanishes within a sky
transforming slowly from gray to blue
wood duck's whistling wings, unseen
the flicker of nuthatches
breaking the magic of that precarious
balance
between night and day
Sun's orb finally opens
clearing the eyelashes of the horizon
sending multicolored lances
to bounce off heavy jack frost
The barest hint of air movement
lonely cawing of a solitary crow
answered by a raucous jay
a distant dog barking
All declaring the end of dawn
in midst of moonless darkness
eyes adjust to night's monochrome
a falling star's life ends in triumphant fire
Rustling of the night's creatures
completing their last hurried tasks
Constellations slowly dim
announcing coming end of night
ground fog slowly swirling over a
frigid world
like a sleepy serpent
In the East blackness releases to gray
a sign of daylight's yawning
landscape's features blink on one by one
as light to see by increases
Hidden sun turning cirrus clouds a pale pink
Total
Still
silence
night's scuttlers retired, day's denizens
not yet arrived into windless world
Fog dissapears in longing whisps
revealing a crystaline white frozen world
and skeletal leafless trees
behind which sun blinks sleep from eye
Last star vanishes within a sky
transforming slowly from gray to blue
wood duck's whistling wings, unseen
the flicker of nuthatches
breaking the magic of that precarious
balance
between night and day
Sun's orb finally opens
clearing the eyelashes of the horizon
sending multicolored lances
to bounce off heavy jack frost
The barest hint of air movement
lonely cawing of a solitary crow
answered by a raucous jay
a distant dog barking
All declaring the end of dawn
— scribbler, Jun 26, 2010
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brittle light
15 years 11 months ago
this seems as much your
scribbler
15 years 11 months ago
dawn
Beauregard
15 years 11 months ago
oh wow
scribbler
15 years 11 months ago
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xena465
15 years 11 months ago
Dear Stan
scribbler
15 years 11 months ago
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Professor Purple
15 years 11 months ago
Much more than OK!
scribbler
15 years 11 months ago
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Novy
15 years 11 months ago
Lovely!
scribbler
15 years 11 months ago
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mand
15 years 11 months ago
Imagery is wonderful, I
scribbler
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Seren
15 years 11 months ago
Dear Stan
scribbler
15 years 11 months ago
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themoonman
15 years 11 months ago
Stan...
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poewriter58
15 years 11 months ago
Stan
scribbler
15 years 11 months ago
Hmmmm........