Sunday, June 29, 2014

One Sunday morning






Dawn crouches slowly
& strikes each maple leaf
bell-chimed, 
frail as silky web,
each space, silver scar
each word is sepia
knotted by black threads
My fingers slowly unravels
until light
seeps
like tangerine
peeling flame & breath
flamboyant as peacock


Posted for Imaginary Garden for Real Toads - Avant-Edge- A Sunday Challenge 
& Poets United - Thanks for the visit ~

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31 comments:

  1. SusanJune 29, 2014 at 7:58 AM

    Even the rising of the sun is sensual, is touching! Love.

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  2. Kerry O'ConnorJune 29, 2014 at 8:16 AM

    You have written your description with the lightest of touches. It is really beautiful, with the stark contrast of spiderwebs, silver scars and the black thread to bind all together.

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  3. MaryJune 29, 2014 at 8:38 AM

    Really love the way you have written this, Grace. I can see your poem unfold before my eyes....in slow, gentle motion.

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  4. Brian MillerJune 29, 2014 at 8:42 AM

    i love watching the sun rise...seeing the soft touches on each...tentative...before it bursts over the hills, overwhelming all...

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  5. AnonymousJune 29, 2014 at 9:02 AM

    This is a very palpable (touchy) poem--works so well, Grace. k.

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  6. brudbergJune 29, 2014 at 9:11 AM

    I love how you did the imagery starting with that maple leaf.. like reality itself unravels into new days...

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  7. hedgewitchJune 29, 2014 at 9:31 AM

    This poem reminds me of stained glass, despite the sepia--beautiful use of image and metaphor, Grace.

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  8. UnknownJune 29, 2014 at 9:33 AM

    Hallo Grace

    What a nice poem. Very fine rythm. I specially love this:
    "frail as silky web,
    each space, silver scar"

    Hugs
    JetteMajken

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  9. Marcoantonio Arellano (Nene)June 29, 2014 at 9:42 AM

    this was so clearfully light. took me to a soft and wondrous place where a feather would weigh me down. nice touch. 'Grace-fully' written. :-)

    gracias mi amiga

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  10. kelvin s.m.June 29, 2014 at 9:58 AM

    If all mornings in a day could be like yours, then I'd die to wake up as early as I can without any feeling of regret. You have this perfectly, Grace. Fine li'l one. smiles.

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  11. Pat HattJune 29, 2014 at 10:00 AM

    Becoming full bloom as it shows it's tail like a peacock, can never fail

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  12. Myrna R.June 29, 2014 at 12:19 PM

    What a good description of a sun rise Grace. Your words just make one feel alive and happy to have the day. At the same time, your words are sensual and evoke feelings of wanting to grasp the day with passion. Lovely write.

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  13. author.nara.maloneJune 29, 2014 at 12:41 PM

    It starts gently and blooms to bold, mirroring the subject.

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  14. Sherry Blue SkyJune 29, 2014 at 1:27 PM

    Gorgeous imagery!

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  15. maritJune 29, 2014 at 2:07 PM

    beautiful words, and I also just really like the way this poem looks on the "page." thank you :)

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  16. Audrey Howitt aka DivaloungerJune 29, 2014 at 2:33 PM

    Lush and sensual--without effort--at least that is how it feels--beautiful Grace!

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  17. NataĊĦekJune 29, 2014 at 3:04 PM

    the last line made me smile :)

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  18. scotthastiepoetJune 29, 2014 at 3:59 PM

    Beautifully done Grace - with yesterday's piece still in my mind from diverse, the range of your writing is impressive... With Best Wishes Scott www.scotthastie.com

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  19. Mark KerstetterJune 29, 2014 at 5:37 PM

    Wow, movement, color, texture and sound, all in this tiny poem. Wonderful!

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  20. Gloria BakerJune 29, 2014 at 9:20 PM

    Awwww beautiful Grace!
    I told you I love your poems?
    Lol

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  21. JimJune 29, 2014 at 11:04 PM

    Writing before daylight? In the dark? Or is it reading?
    Very graphic imaging, Grace. My problem is that I can't visualize. I can never see any sheep to count for helping to begin sleep.
    ..

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  22. EllaJune 29, 2014 at 11:55 PM

    I too love the lightness you shared. Your poem is fluid n' beautiful~

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  23. Vandana SharmaJune 30, 2014 at 5:54 AM

    A beautiful light feathery poem:)

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  24. Optimistic ExistentialistJune 30, 2014 at 8:07 AM

    I love the sunrise...I especially love that moment right before the sun makes its first appearance.

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  25. Arathi HariharJune 30, 2014 at 12:53 PM

    how beautiful sunrise is..just like your poem..loved it:)

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  26. AnonymousJune 30, 2014 at 3:18 PM

    enjoying the highly visual imagery, Grace ~

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  27. Amrit SinhaJuly 1, 2014 at 3:05 AM

    This paints such a beautiful scenery ... loved it :-)

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  28. Preeti S.July 1, 2014 at 4:12 AM

    Gorgeous imagery. :)

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  29. AnonymousJuly 2, 2014 at 9:39 AM

    Each word is sepia - I love that. I can picture it very well. As always, thank you and have a great week!

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  30. AnonymousJuly 4, 2014 at 2:47 AM

    gorgeous ~

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