O Lovely Dawn!
Inspired at midnight, (of all times!) and retiring necessarily late, the day was dull for any other composition. Happily that initial piece flew, but a second really seemed needed. Belatedly recalling the beauty of predawn and its unfolding as noticed from the West, I tackled that, but la, it was a chore.
(sonnet # D)
West flushing softest lavendar on grey,
At length, as tender baby blue sky stole
On Night's departing dark until his whole
By clearest Morn's sweet open-faced warm sway
Was lightened in the gradual tread of Day,
Blushed precious gentle pink as Dawn o'er knoll
And vale, aye all the scene, loosed E'en's control
'Til golden sunrise shone, the world t'array.
Fresh snowfall gleaming brightly white, as lace
Just resting on fir bushes, ev'rywhere
A fluffy brilliant touch, lent dimness grace;
It's pristine purity aglow seemed ere
The grey receded to Morn's steady pace:
A wondrous welcome altogether debonair.
28Jan12
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The grey receded to Morn's steady pace: A wondrous welcome altogether debonair................and it was Dawn with Jenny lovely Sonnet.
This is just too good Jenny! You seem to write these beautiful sonnets so effortlessly.
reads very well, wonderfully flowing. That fresh snowfall's sneaking in tonight again I hear as well, so your fine poem certainly fits the moment. A strong and effective penning. A bit enviable in its color. tfs
morn of hope...
"The grey receded to Morn's steady pace: A wondrous welcome altogether debonair" Lovely Jenny....the perfect capture of dawn
A new day dawns with a burst of colorful aspects, not the least of which is the potential every new day brings : )