As Morning Opens
The twinkling glow of sky
brightens with the motion
of a rushing wave, building,
pooling light to chase away
whatever umbra clings to its
delicate swathe of clouds.
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Sparkling gem!
Thank you (for this and your comments all month)!
This paints a very pretty image
Glad you liked it!
Lovely greet of day!
Ah, thanks for this and for your support all month!
Beautiful. I love the image of “rushing wave” as related to the sky.
Happy it worked for you!
I’ve enjoyed reading your work this month, Maira–and this poem is an example of why! Happy LexPoMo!
Aw, thank you, truly! Happy LexPoMo 🙂