soft pastels mist the morn
skyward gaze aglow
rising sun takes a look-see through clouds above
tasks at hand reaching out
nature has purpose
daybreak yields its aura
adapting rhythm
the universe spreads heartbeats through icy fields
so gelid to the touch
emotions exposed
morning turns to morrow
gentle touch of warmth
quiets lack-luster alabaster landscapes
the days omens faded
bartering of spring
Saddle Up Saloon; Colleen’s Double Ennead Challenge
-Eugenia
Beautiful! 🙂 ❤
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Thank you, Deborah! 😊
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A beautiful poem Eugenia!
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Thank you, Sadje!
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You’re welcome 😉
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Franci, you captured the magic of this image in your words. What do you think of this form? Do you like the natural rhythm of the stanzas that give you a beginning, a middle, and an end? ❤
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Thank you, Colleen, and I love the form. It took awhile for me to feel comfortable with it but I feel the next time will will be easier. Yes, I enjoyed the intent and flow of the form. I love the image you selected because it offered a lot to write about.
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‘the bartering of spring’. Exquisite.
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Thank you!
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