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The gray mist of dawn
holds back the light
awaiting the song of
the mourning doves
soothing coo-coo
slow, sleepily the dreamer
awakens in the stillness
of the softening fringes
between yawning moon
and winking sunlight
lifting the morning blinds
greeting the new day
dVerse - Quadrille 215
hosted by De
writing a quadrille of 44 words
incorporating the word "lift"
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These lines are just stunning:
ReplyDelete...the softening fringes
between yawning moon
and winking sunlight
Sigh. So beautiful.
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Thank you de for the uplifting prompt
DeleteThis poem resonates with my wakingbup at dawn
ReplyDeleteBest Wishes for 2025
Much♡love
Hi Gillena - I hope you day was wonderful
DeleteWhat a soothing song from the mourning doves to wake up to. Cheers to a new day and year!
ReplyDeleteA wonderful poem, Truedessa. Love the images.
ReplyDeleteBeautiful, a poem full of birds.
ReplyDeleteSherry, suddenly anonymous.
ReplyDeleteYou’ve described my favourite time of day so beautifully in your quadrille, Truedessa. I especially love the ‘softening fringes between yawning moon and winking sunlight’.
ReplyDeleteThe peace of a new day...
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