On this chilly December morn branches and tree trunks are bathed in the resplended light of the rising sun With every passing moment tints and hues of spectral magic carress my adoring eyes There is a subtle whisper beckoning me to dream of worlds unknown in the changing coulors of dawn I drink the deep quiet of soul with every cup of morning mist I take a breath and my spirit bows to the morning light and to Him who commands the day**
What a beauty of a poem, Cafe, thank you, what a delightful description of a December morning! ".. tints and hues of spectral magic..." "...my spirit bows..." to the excellence of your creation! Thank you, dear poet, and Merry Christmas!
FellsmanLake District, Cumbria, England UKDec 23, 2012
A poetic salute to a beautiful morning...
Bill
Poetnumber1St James, Port of Spain Trinidad and TobagoDec 23, 2012
What a delightful imagery!!...... I drink the deep quiet of soul with every cup of morning mist I take a breath and my spirit bows
Hey wonderful phrases
LadyMorgana60Norwich, Norfolk, England UKDec 23, 2012
Beautiful writing Cafe! Happy Christmas my friend..
You've painted a lovely picture with your words cafe - In the pagan belief there is the Lord and the Lady each in command of their own time too.
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USADec 23, 2012
ty ladybee.. sounds like a wild and crazy mythology dear..lol. Merry Christmas
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USADec 23, 2012
ty marikia.. Sitting on my back porch and viewing the surrounding landscape. Every morning the light hits the trees in a different way...Quite extraordinary.. Merry Christmas dear
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USADec 23, 2012
ty Bill.. I'm shipping a jar of cafe sunshine to your front door.lol
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USADec 23, 2012
ty Poet#1.. Thank you for writting that verse out.. It reads like one of your verses..mabey not as good but something close..Merry CHristmas
cafetwo2010OPHarford county, Maryland USADec 23, 2012
ty LadyMorgana.. If Santa looked like your pic I'd never get any sleep Christmas eve..lol Oh behave cafe! See how the maidens do me folks..It's not my fault..
Cafe: It gives me comfort to go back and read your old poems that I didn't have a chance before to read. You gave us laugh, tears and fun! We all miss your presence in this little corner of the world - you had a great impact here.
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waiting to be written for crystal..I'm
letting you take the first 999...lol.
Merry Chrjstmas bro
Thank you, dear poet, and Merry Christmas!
Bill
I drink the deep quiet of soul with
every cup of morning mist
I take a breath and my spirit bows
Hey wonderful phrases
Happy Christmas my friend..
surrounding landscape. Every morning the light hits
the trees in a different way...Quite extraordinary..
Merry Christmas dear
door.lol
like one of your verses..mabey not as good but something
close..Merry CHristmas
get any sleep Christmas eve..lol Oh behave cafe! See
how the maidens do me folks..It's not my fault..
Kathy