Restored.
Far away
on first-fringed beams of morning
rides Ol' Sol's wild horses,
rays' white light
moving in sequence
is saddling silence for
Venus as gifts
pour from her paramour Night.
Stars gathered
for dismissal again restored
to heavenly vaults
paley wait 'til sanctified
by another ascension where
again sought
they will display
next cavalcade's candle fire.
Sweet passion
for his Lady of ineffable form
sees the Knight
lay down won glory while
timed to break
now rises sensational Dawn
so with Venus
veiled another day can smile.
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Author:
Fay Slimm. (
Offline) - Published: August 27th, 2022 04:17
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I never knew there was so much to night and day. Well, I know now from this fine write!
Glad you found the write so informative and that you enjoyed the read dear Orchi
Valourous Sol once again holds victory over night times dark defenders. And so it was this morning with a luscious glowing warmth to greet our wakening.
Thanks for your generous thoughts after reading Restored dear Dusk =- Your wonderful metaphor is a poem in itself
I'm awake either too early or too late for all this (disturbed sleep patterns). Thanks for the gift of rich detail to aid my attempt to get this sorted, Fay.
The dawn of a day has always been one of my best times for writing a bit of poetic metaphor Dave - but it is not so often when summer here ends and dark winter mornings set in..... am delighted if any wording of mine aids your attempts to "rise and shine" with those first rays of light.
Beautiful imagery of this wondrous scene, played out in the heavens. Loved it.
Am delighted to know you enjoyed the read of dawn breaking dear Bella - It never fails to take my breath away when the first rays of light appear.
eloquent and beautifully worded Thank you for this lovely image
A pleasure to know you enjoyed the read and thank you for dropping by my friend.
Each new day brings a smile to me Fay as it obviously does for you as well.
Andy
I certainly agree dear Andy - that there is nought better than a warm smile to start every day .
this is indeed verily goodsome and then some my lady ... x
A winsome review indeed for which I thank thee my leige and methinks such chivalry deserveth a favour so am waviing my kerchief at thy steed with gratefulness my dear Sir Neville.............x
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