To Impress

Delicate nets collect on sailing clouds of violet mist
While red leaves twist and spin in turn
Gleaming sparks of dawn cannot be dismissed
As the scattered night sky
Is adjourned

Sweet water gathers in a dream’s own reflection
On a whirling spider’s silvery thread
Morning has broken needing no authentication
See her truth glowing there
In an intricate web

Tiny stones are surrounding sharp blades of grass
Worshiping the presence, they behold
Looking up from the shadows of a looking glass
With their own stories
Still untold

A leaping bass, splashes proudly in a silent pond
Each drop of water expressing its distress
Thinking that the sun was waiting to respond
To his shimmering silence
Used to impress

A single drop of water, a red leaf twisting in the wind
A spider weaving her web to be blessed
Even the tiny stones worshiping their friends
Leap with the bass distressing the pond
To impress

Reviews

[emmajoy]

This is a glittering chain of precious stones; a beautiful description of a day's birth, that special time between dark and light, the was and will be. So many wonderful phrases, ' .. Tiny stones are surrounding sharp blades of grass ~ Worshiping the presence .. ' such a gentle but clear scene.

[Kelsie Eileen Stark]

Beautifully deplicted nature scenes at its finest. Beautiful!

[KimLove "The Beautiful ..]

Neva, What a beautiful write, reminds me of days of fishing on the pond as a child. Back when you notice evey living thing. Such beautiful imagery Neva. Great Job. Bravo Bravo ; )

[Ravyne Hawke]

A new day dawning, the world awakening and responding.. such a lovely piece here, Neva.. such gorgeous imagery and flow. Beautiful!

[WynterPhoenix]

Beautiful.

[AngelAfterlife]

beautiful!!!!!

[joshua deathdealer]

A spider weaving her web to be blessed!! I love this write Neva, and the leaping bass!! Amazing imagery.

[Lily Mae]

Oh Neva... :) A violet mist got me and the rest grabbed me:) xx

[Veronica Chandler]

The rythym in the lines of this piece gently awoke me as I sipped my coffee this lovely morning. The image created by these words, "Sweet water gathers in a dream’s own reflection On a whirling spider’s silvery thread...", I could almost see the sun reflecting off of the dew drops refracting tiny rainbows. Lovely, dreamy write.

[Dream Weaver]

Beautiful descriptive imagery, every stanza a breath of cool invigorating air.
A Lovely canvas painted with all the right colours :) xx