an absence of Presence conjures Absenceβ¦
Today refuses to break its silence.
Dawn holds its breath; the first rays
glisten on dew, a crisp scent of morning air,
holding back the chorus of waking sounds.
The rooster paces, crow stifled;
the air remains hushed.
You step outside, feeling the cold bite of frost,
feet crunching on ice, each step a muted echo.
Yesterday's shadows cling, hesitant to retreat,
the world awaits the usual morning clamour.
Neighbours stir behind drawn curtains,
a kettle hisses, the clink of a spoon,
all sounds folded back into the quiet.
The day resists, embracing its calm.
Birds perch, waiting for the signal,
the city stands poised, engines dormant.
You breathe in the crisp air,
a moment of peace, where silence reigns.
But anticipation builds within,
a pulse, a single note,
ready to erupt and shatter the stillness.
The sound of a day, precluded,
yet to burst forth, yet to come alive.
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Author:
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- Published: February 3rd, 2025 00:58
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- Users favorite of this poem: Cheeky Missy, Simurgh
Comments12
A superb write that captured me as I read it. Still early and dark here as I write this but can't wait to get outside and take my little dachshund for a walk in the countryside. My village and its surrounds are currently coming alive with snowdrops and aconites - the world is waking up.
I envy those early starts, shift work has control of my hours, among other things besides. Thanks so much for this wonderful visit and well received interaction ππ»ππ»π
The symphony of the day is well worth waiting for arqios, wonderful wordfs.
Andy
Andy mostly the wait isnβt unbearably long! Thanks Andy ππ»ππ»π
A really lovely piece about the best time of the day, watching nature and the world wake up, enjoyed the read
Thanks Tobi! ππ»ππ»π
You are very welcome
A fine write A. Any, erm, olive trees in that picture? (Do shut up Orchi, says Fido. lol).
We can photoshop olive trees if needed!
Everything felt on hold in this poem, frozen in time on the brink of but never entering. A great feeling of stillness.
So glad those elements came across, thanks Soren ππ»ππ»π
This ia well written.I heard Greig's Morning Mood being played in the background.Wonderful imagery
Oh, I should post that clip with this, thanks ππ»ππ»ποΈ
Nice poem.
Thank you kindly, much appreciated comment and visit ππ»π
Very welcome.
Excellent write
Thanks Tony ππ»ππ»π
You're welcome
Wow. Tremendous painting of this scene. It has such immediancy.
Thanks TWC ππ»ππ»π
It is a wonderful poem arqios, about the nature and best time of the day!
I really enjoyed journey to the reading of this poem! ( 'Around the world in 80 days by'------Jules Verne)
Just joking, lol ππ
Here is Simurgh enjoying your poems!
Thanks, for providing that beautiful and glorious musical tune as well! I loved it.
I love listening to music and playing piano. So this tune meant a lot to me giving more pleasure to read that good poetry along!
Your poem and tune both was musical, a serenading violin that touched all spirits coming across this poem.
So very musical! β¨π€π€πΉ
Thanks for providing us with such a beautiful picture as well! πππ
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