dusk arising

dawns delight


beauty of the dawns delight
the rainbow wings of angels flight
and breathing ecstacy of life
a gift of love, inspired
awakening afresh from dreams
to a conscious, rediscovering
the joyous place my soul has seen
through shadows of the night

colours,  shapes,  confused,  compete
to paint the dream i crave repeats
where joy of love inspired me
forever reaching higher

still pouring from my fingertips
and softly spoken on my lips
my wonderous dream, is suddenly eclipsed
.....with the dawning of your smile


  • Goldfinch60

    May that smile always remind you of those wondrous times.

    Sorry I haven't got room for a sax, two trumpets, three clarinets, two guitars, ukulele, three recorders, six tin whistles and of course the piano are more than enough for me to struggle with. LOL


    • dusk arising

      Oh i forgot to mention, electric guitar, electric bass, synthesizer, harmonicas, ukelele, loads of microphones mostly SM58's, stands, foldback system, monitors, amps, mixers, recording desk, effects pedals, reverb unit.... miles of cables and oodles more of musician debris from my years.
      .... but shall I ever get the chance to gig again?

      • Goldfinch60

        Maybe one day you will gig again but the memories of the passed gigs will be with you forever.

        Oh I forgot the two harmonicas!


      • ANGELA & BRIAN

        GOOD MORNING D A - Thnaks for some lively SAX to kick start a Sunny Saturday. We love Sunrise especially when its NO WORK and Brian can bring me a hot buttered bun & my first caffeine shot of the day ! Love the poem and the dreamy concept of waking up to the Sunrise and it being eclipsed by your Lovers Smile ! Even after four months I am still not used to waking up & finding Brian snug & warm by my side ! Thanks for a beautiful *Ode to Sunrise*. Brian has three guitars and a mandolin - I have a Mini Piano and a Maxi Keyboard. We dont do Woodwind or Brass because we sing !

        Love - Peace & Joy
        Angela & Brian 💛💛

      • orchidee

        Good write dusk. Eh, Saturday?!
        I will get me lyre out, that I use to sing Psalms.

        • dusk arising

          Waking up with Fido's smile and dog breath .... lyre lyre yer knickers are on fire.

          • orchidee

            Dunno how I could swoon in my dreams, but I might do if I had these sort of dreams.

          • L. B. Mek

            musicality, at its free spirited best
            capturing that freshly oven-baked
            reassuring warmth, of a new day's Aurora: of muffin goodness

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            how do I meet Dawn & her delights?

            Cleverly mastered piece.


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