THE DEWS OF DAWN
On miry tracks with ponderous thoughts
released from adamantine chains
she walked alone in dishabille
suppressing pained ingratitude.
Undeterred by remonstrance
and held in liberties embrace
with attitude of meek repose
she stood in subtle symmetry.
She smiled with natural impulses
and at her feet the river tinged
in blue beneath a trellised bridge
her profile framed by arches.
And there upon the morning grass
beneath a cloud of waning tears
she drank the dews of dawn.
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Author:
Michael Edwards (
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Comments5
a love story?
if its not
I love the morning dew
in the summertime.
I'm not sure - just love writing poetry that gives hints and leaves room for the readers imagination to work.
A fine write and pic Michael. Was she French - dishabille?!
I'm off to see some artist's works now, at some Open Studios. Ooh!
I'm envious - wish I could visit with you but still too weak to get about. Yes French - she eats the frogs in the estuary mud!
Thanks M. Best wishes still. How's that evening? lol
Good Morning Uncle Michael : Its 10:30 pm here ! Warm sunny day (21C) and Ive been sailing again ! Love the FARM PAINTING : Id love to live in the Country but : because of work we will probably have to live in Town when I return to Essex in 2019 - 20. Love the Poem : I have called it 'Murmurings of Love' because as you say (in your answer to OP) it is an open ended love Poem leaving the interpretation to the reader. I love WORDS and DISHABILLE is a classic. You have the same gift as FAY : to graft lovely words into your Poems : I guess it comes with time. BRIAN has posted today on Colour & Rainbows : please check. Love in the Muse : ANGEL🧡🧡🧡🧡
Thanks so much Angela - but I do have to try out different forms and love the whimsy - I couldn't write these all the time
This lovely gal and her life's experience qualify her for free entry upon my 'must meet' list. Has she a dawg?
Lovely use of vocabulary. Were u educated at Bash Street Junior School?
Yes - sh's got a bacon dawg which is dating a sausage dawg and yes again - they knew me as Smiffy - darn good School
Michael,
Another awesome write with a fantastic painting! You’re incredible!
Take care of yourself! Don’t overdo it!
Enjoy your weekend!
~Laura~
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