Photography by Sharon Johnstone
crystals descend, untied, wide eyes
in morning's bosom, dew drops lie
for snow storm has passed in a blink
for snow storm has passed in a blink
melting ice flakes like bubbles ink
receiving light, first pure breath's sigh
a new season comes, the clouds bawl
soaking garden in raindrops shawl
soaking garden in raindrops shawl
how dew flares, gazing up the sky
what's hard & grizzled are soft whey
as world turns to silver bouquet
hands open to cusp, angled nigh
on grass blade, a triumphant tear
to welcome the new day with flare
to welcome the new day with flare
crystals descend, untied, wide eyes
how easy to let go of blues
sway to inner sun, one & true
Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Theme is Disney's song- Let It Go
And Sunday's Challenge: Constanza form
Shared with Poets United
And Sunday's Challenge: Constanza form
Shared with Poets United
Lovely, Grace. I will never look at dew QUITE the same. Smiles.
ReplyDeletesmiles...cool last line...dew is one of those little magics of the world...adding little diamonds everywhere it touches...keeping the cycle of life going with water whish we all need to survive...as a system the process is pretty amazing...ha..i am about to slip into Earth Science mode if i dont watch it...cool verse...i could use this when i teach the water cycle...smiles.
ReplyDeletekeeping my thoughts & fingers crossed...smiles.
that's a cold bosom :). Interesting form... hmmm... Good weekend to you. :) ~
ReplyDeleteYes, Yes, Yes!
ReplyDeletehow easy to let go of blues... what an optimistic verse. :)
ReplyDeletejust beautiful!!!xxx
ReplyDeleteGorgeous.
ReplyDeletebeautiful poem Grace... especially nice to read considering the weather ... :)
ReplyDeleteLove the visual of a raindrop shawl. Beautiful Grace. :0)
ReplyDeleteAh.. how dewdrops can give that feeling,,, we dance in spring to that song... the form works so well for a spring poem... I simply had to do one also..
ReplyDeleteBeautiful...there is always something to chase away our blues if we only look
ReplyDeletejust let go and enjoy the day, can be easy indeed. But snow, still has to go. Dew can stay though
ReplyDeleteThis form lends itself to lyrical verse, and your poem really lifts the mood with your theme of letting go.
ReplyDeleteGraceful as the falling dew. Grace, I like the form and rhyme scheme too. Shall we call it "Graceful"?
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Absolutely beautiful! :-)
ReplyDeletethis is a world of beauty..so delicate...
ReplyDelete...sway to inner sun...I need to do that.
ReplyDeleteWell done.
You managed the form beautifully. Will you use it again?
ReplyDeleteYes, I will ~ Thank you ~
Deletevery beautiful images and great ending lines.. they ring so true.-
ReplyDeletebeautiful images grace... i love dew... i have a hard time not to drink it when i see it on a grass blade...smiles
ReplyDeleteIntriguing form, you make it look easy. I love "as world turns to silver bouquet".
ReplyDeleteThis is so delicate...absolutely entrancing, Grace!
ReplyDeleteBeautiful! Beautiful! Such lovely descriptions.
ReplyDeleteLovely poem created around soft dew..
ReplyDeleteYou had me with the first line, Grace... exquisite poem!
ReplyDeleteI have always found that spotting drops of dew early in the morning was a privilege! You have expressed this idea in a lovely way.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful Grace.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful descriptive words
ReplyDelete'a new season comes, the clouds bawl
ReplyDeletesoaking garden in raindrops shawl]' ~ Love the images
"first pure breath's sigh
ReplyDeletea new season comes....
....as world turns to silver bouquet"
Some fine lines here Grace - a lovely read... With Best Wishes Scott
Love the photos and your words...
ReplyDeletexo
Such a lovely piece--very visual--and vulnerable--
ReplyDeleteI always loved the look of dew on nature but who knew it can be so inspirational. Great poem.
ReplyDeleteAh, this is beautiful. I like reading it aloud. :-)
ReplyDeleteLovely poem.
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