Frost carpets the fields
sloping to a crinkled sea,
the air cotton crisp
as spring leaps in.
Satin crows
descend from a silver sky,
squabbling, they graze
on chilled dewdrops.
The sunrise,
a red ribbon glow
warms tall tree trunks
basking in gliding light.
A flame horizon
burns a candy stripe sky
on a tangerine morning.
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Great work and wow….a great looking blog 🙂
Thanks:)))
Lovely, Maire! I remember your ‘tangerine morning’ 🙂
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Thank you!! I remember you commenting on it too 🙂
I very much enjoyed your poem – very evocative as I’d just returned home after a very early morning outing. 🙂 Your site is coming along nicely; I look forward to reading more.
Thanks Sandra, it is one of my earlier ones, I will build up the blog slowly. Appreciate your comments 🙂