Sunrise
Peeking
from Ether’s
bed of feathered
comet tails, spun like cotton
candy into cloudy animals drawn
from starry nests in periwinkle seas that
fill Heaven, a yawning peacock fans a floral breeze
that tickles the feet of birds and crowns the globe with oranges,
plums, and berries, gems plucked from Rainbow’s prize, while Horizon
bursts into buttercups rimmed with pearls of milk filled with honeyed dew,
and earthy sweets tease the palate, a mourning feast for Nature’s cradle, as blades
of warmth pierce the heart of Shade, and wilting rays fire Axis’ revolution of days grown
tired from budding life into promising splendor, never returning to an unmarked passage,
until rest restores the way, and Grace sparks the blink of an eye.
— Terri Lynn Cummings
Your imagery is so vital, and command of the language exceptional! Thank you for sharing these.
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Thank you for visiting my blog and commenting on the poetry. I appreciate you.
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Congratulations on your powerful yet tender work and thank you for choosing to follow one of my blogs.
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You are quite welcome. Your blog is wonderful 🙂 Thank you for visiting mine and comment on a poem. Have a nice day.
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Thank you so much and I enjoyed what I read on your blog. 🙂
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