Tuesday, July 29, 2008

# 7


AM SUNSHINE


The sunshine of the afternoon

is not the same as

the sun of the morn'


A golden hue lays gently

across the mountain top


Glowing green and bright

as if to say,


"GOOD DAY!"


Just after the early morning

mist dissipates


As the soft dew

ever so carefully

caresses the grass & flowers


Glistening....


The whole world

Shines bright

as if our sleepless God


raised His head from

His pillow,


Spread His arms out wide ,wider, widest,

and yawned with a big grin,

opened His twinkling eyes,


and exhaled.


A new Love for a new day.


Each shining breath better than those

that have come before


Brighter, bolder, closer....


There is a stillness

among the silent noise of

the glowing trees,the

scattered dew, and

the beaming buds...


A time of quiet inspiration

that desperately wants to be

seen....

to be found.


Aww......


To arrive in the

golden glow of a new day.


Written: July 24th, 2008

1 comment:

Irene Latham said...

I love this! Very different from what you usually do. Nice to see your soft side too. Here's a tip for you: save the editorial comment about how you prefer the early morn as a verbal preface or afterword to the poem. Do you best to let the poem speak that sentiment FOR you. What you did here was show us (which was great!) then tell us (which we don't need). One of the hardest things when you are just starting out as a writer is remember the reader is really smart. Trust them. They like to be left with something to chew on. Does that help?
Thanks so much for your support and prayers for my father. It means A LOT. xxoo