Poem -
Break of Dawn
Dawn is broken.
Ceding a golden token.
In spite of the colors it bleeds.
Β A work of art conceives.
Storm clouds congregate.
Β Dour in the mournful state.
Winds caress and console.
Brushed away the beauty stole.
The canvas cradles the sun.
Till the day is done.
Β Spectral vapors dance in the wane.
Mona Lisa skies wonβt complain.
For the moon will rise.
Β With stardust in her eyes.
As darkness takes a stand.
Like a vastness will expand.
Crooning a sweet lullabye.
Twinkled fireflies in ebony sky.
Cradling the break of dawn.
Β As infinite marches on.
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Comments
You!! ~ my friend.... are an elegant wordsmith..... with words so carefully chosen as to make a painting of the picture above ~ through the use of gloriously delivered words...... in a subtle magnificence ........ a pleasure to the ear and the minds eye!!........ALL STARS....... gorgeous !!~ is not enough!!........ Pinned this for a rainy day! (smiles)........T xo
A beautifully crafted painting of words with incredible imagery that paints such artistic characters of day and night. This is a very inspiring write, you should be proud of this.
Very enjoyable read, you painted colours in my mind and I really like that. Cheers
DearΒ PoetessDarkly,
Of course, your beautiful composition touches the drawstrings of my heart.Β For I am an Art Dealer, and lover of the great Old Masters.Β I love every meticulous metaphor you have used to portray the great work of art of our universe.Β The colors, the "Giaconda" Heavens, the endless canvas of eternity.
Hugs, Peace and Love,
xox Larry