Fay Slimm.





Oh unperceived day

I feel rather than see

your take-over glimmer

of star-fading notion

to invade darkness

when night hours passed

horizon hardens

and pallor creeps over

the dome of blackness.


Shadows begin 

as dawn stretches limbs

towards east then

far out to sea ray-skeins

of grey gilt appear 

as morning makes war

on receding dark

then breeze sings duets

with the trilling 

of flying skylarks at play.


Coastline takes

shape when pale disc of

sun swims in

with vaporous mist, stirs

silver stains that 

top mirror of neep-tide

and as I perceive

smouldering day caught 

within jewelled 

blaze I stop and bow low

to its seen glory.  





  • Author: Fay Slimm. (Offline Offline)
  • Published: May 16th, 2023 06:16
  • Category: Unclassified
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  • orchidee

    I see it's another good write Fay.

    • Fay Slimm.

      Am glad you liked the read dear Orchi.

    • MendedFences27

      The rising Sun in all of its glory. A wonderful poem to start my day. Loved it. - Phil A

      • Fay Slimm.

        I guessed you would enjoy the read of dawn and how it breaks so wonderfully Phil -- enjoy the remains of your day dear friend.

      • Mottakeenur Rehman

        The poem captures the sense of wonder and awe that we often feel when we stop to appreciate the world around us.

        • Fay Slimm.

          Yea dear poet-friend it was my intention to write a tribute to the awe we all feel on seeing the changes when morning first breaks - - so pleased you enjoyed the read.

        • Neville

          what can I possibly say that has not already been said .. 🙂 x

          • Fay Slimm.

            You have expressed all you need just by being here dear amigo - - - loads of thank yous for the smiley face and for the x.....................x

          • Bella Shepard

            You strike at the heart of my favorite time of the day. There is often somthing other worldly about daybreak that you have captured here so beautifully.

            • Fay Slimm.

              Ah - so pleased you got the feel of break-of-day magic from the read dear Bella and thank you loads for your visit and comment.

            • Goldfinch60

              Each new day we arise is so wonderful Fay, as are your words.


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