Poem -
Morning Dew
The daylight hatched a small little hut,
on the sandy shores of my river's bank;
The twilight came to be matched on face;
while in my sleeps, someone came as dream;
The dark night stretched a black curtain
in between the burning sun and the wet moon;
a red rose petal, delivered a morning dew!
BY
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
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Williamsji! This is such a lovely description of a morning moment…"between the burning sun and the wet moon"! Well done!
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Dear Poetess Valerie Eleby,
There is a lot to write on a day, My day never ends, My night never darkens, I am a dedicated one, I am an inspired one, Thanks for your appreciation and good comments
Regards & love
WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Valerie Eleby,
Thanks for your appreciation and comments
WILLIAMSJI
Valerie Eleby,
I really appreciate your honest and straight forward open comment on my few verse. Thanks a lot. Regards from WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Williams- This morning dew, sounds wonderful, send some this way! This is very, very, lovely!!!!
Nancy
Nancy McGowin,
Thanks for your appreciation of my " Morning dew ". Encouragement, experiment, enthusiasm , all these three elements makes a Poet to perfectness. Thanks for your lovely words, Regards WILLIAMSJI
I like this one. Short one but sweet in it's moments of the morning fog and the dew upon the wetness of the banks. Good job
Michael Ammari,
Life is short too; but sweet,
Like my short verse; a dew drop;
It fades like a morning mist, Thanks for your valuable comments Sir
Regards & Love from WILLIAMSJI MAVELI
Nancy McGowin,
Thanks for your appreciation of my " Morning dew ". Encouragement, experiment, enthusiasm , all these three elements makes a Poet to perfectness. Thanks for your lovely words, Regards WILLIAMSJI