sunrise

murmurs of waves
crush softly and leave the sand
pooled
and crystalline with the
reflections of heavens
strew before my feet

and to the east,
day beckons
beneath the periphery of pines
for this jagged horizon
has only but
a fleeting grasp
of her hand
before she is gone
to the universe
sewing light in her wake

for after
watching the sun
rise,
i fear not of
it setting

Dorothy A. Holmes apwlts2
So wonderfully written...your poetic voice touched my heart. Dorothy A Poet Who Loves To Sing

 

seema chowdhury
very nice and vivid poem. pl see some of my poems too.

cheltee2tan
such silent, calm, serene beauty unearthed by this piece, a moment in time frozen in warmest words.

Susan P. Bagley
I love your style and Like the poet behind the words. This is just lovely with an ephemeral hint of 'here, then gone, but I am not afraid'.

Lynda Robson
lovely flow to this, and wonderful imagery

Sandra Martyres
A lovely poem filled with hope and wonderful imagery

RAJ NANDY
THE POEMS ENDS WITH AN OPTIMISTIC NOTE ! The darkest hours also come before the Dawn ! A good write Wade ! -Raj