Grateful eyes spy
Morning's glory
As shadows release
Their overnight cocoon
Mist now dismissed by
Sun’s early yolk
Squirrels scurry anxious
For breakfast
As crows caw-call
From their lofty spruces
Pastel clouds are
Mushroom shapes
Highlighting water far below
A loon’s calling equals
Fulfillment.
© Richard L. Provencher
Website: www.wsprog.com/rp/

Comments
fatboy74 | September 27, 2011 - 08:43
Captures the moment wonderfully Richard. :-)
skinner_jennifer | September 27, 2011 - 11:39
Hello Richard,
I think you've excelled yourself with this poem,
it moved me so much, I almost had tears in my
eyes.
Simply beautiful and thankyou for sharing.
Jenny.
Richard L. Prov... | September 29, 2011 - 00:12
Thanks so much, FB. Richard LP
Richard L. Prov... | September 29, 2011 - 00:14
Thank you, Jenny. This is one of my favourite poems. I never try to recapture or emulate any poem I especially like. Each collection of words is a new journey for me, and totally focused on new energy flowing around me. Cheers. Richard LP