Daybreak
By: Margaret Sensenig
Dawn broke the night’s bitterness
Slowly the sun peered up from behind
the peaks of the trees
Owls crawled back into their homes
A thin wispy fog settled across the
countryside
Water dripped off the leaves
A wet feeling lingering in the air from
the previous night.
The birds crooned their sunrise songs
The lush grass blew in the light cool wind
while leaves
swirled
About as if in the midst of a dance
Cows called for their morning meal
Horses whinnied from their stalls
Animals stirred about the farmyard
5 comments:
Margaret, God gave you a talent of making movies, writing book and poems, and you use these talents beautifully!
Dear Margaret, This is very interesting. Do you what genre this type of poetry is? Technically, it is termed "free verse," which refers to poetry without a rhyme scheme and with no discernible meter. I found it very intriguing. Love, Granddaddy S.
This is really good Margaret. I enjoyed it.
Hey this is good!! Better than any poem i could write anyway....:D
Thank you!
Post a Comment