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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
16 years ago
this seems as much your
scribbler
16 years ago
dawn
Beauregard
16 years ago
oh wow
scribbler
16 years ago
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xena465
16 years ago
Dear Stan
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16 years ago
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Professor Purple
16 years ago
Much more than OK!
scribbler
16 years ago
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Novy
16 years ago
Lovely!
scribbler
16 years ago
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mand
16 years ago
Imagery is wonderful, I
scribbler
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Seren
16 years ago
Dear Stan
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themoonman
16 years ago
Stan...
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poewriter58
16 years ago
Stan
scribbler
16 years ago
Hmmmm........
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