Sunday, April 10, 2011

morning song

light steals across
the horizon
stars are fading
from the blue-velvet sky
owls and bats
befuddled
from the growing light
fly home to deserted barns
settle on mouldering wood
for a long day's sleep.

rising sun kisses
the fields awake
the dew dissipates
like a waking dream 
the birds in the hedgrow
are stirring
winged shadows
just beginning to sing.


I wake
open up the window
let the morning air in
along with
the echos of birdsong
faint but bright
the sun rises
above the hills
a fiery giant
leaping into day.


7 comments:

  1. A beautifully evocative hymn of praise to a new day. A truly great poem.

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  2. Lovely verses. I can see the owls and bats as they fly.

    Lisa
    InspiredbyLisa

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  3. That's just lovely Abigail. A truly classic poem of great beauty.

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  4. Absolutely beautiful poem. My favourite part - owls and bats befuddled.

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  5. Wonderful 'a fiery giant leaping into day'..I imagine you leaping out of bed ready to write and play music and enjoy the world..your capacity to capture the world around you so tenderly continues to make me :) Jae

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