good morning, dakota

By bluxwil

Wed, 26 Aug 2009
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my eyes, puffy from sleep.
struggle to separate reality
from dreams.

i roll out of bed
my toes hit the cold
floor, the dizziness
sets in and for a
second i stagger
before the clouds disappear
from behind my eyes

the bleak morning
frost nibbles at my
cheeks as the light
envelops the world
around me in a soft glow

but i am too tired.
i know it is there
i will enjoy the
beauty another day.

Certificate U
poetry - nature
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Comments

Submitted by Cavalcader on
new bluxwil I like verse my eyes, puffy from sleep. struggle to separate reality from dreams. lovely poem welcome to Abctales julie cavalcader (:-

Submitted by Richard L. Prov... on
Hello bluxwil, I too welcome you to ABCTales.com. Your poem is good. Now here is an exercise for you to do, then post it: "Welcome to you too, B" is your title. Now write a poem from the viewpoint of the morning, as if nature sends you a message, as you peer from your window. A writer should be three dimensional in his/her thinking, and writing. All the best, Richard LP
Richard L. Provencher