In The Silence of Dawn

Couldn't find where to place this poem in the Genre box he

 

In the silence of dawn

Where regrets lay forgotten

And the perfumed smell of moss

Wafts through the window

Caressing the senses

Hands touch.

 

In the rising of the sun

When newborn hopes vibrate

When trees whisper of mysteries

And unknown souls tremble

Voices of silence heard

Arms cradle.

 

‘Tis then that thunder starts to blast

Out loud Beethoven’s symphony

Cymbals clash to cello’s base

Then lightning’s laser lights give chase

To thunder’s timpani

And as the crimson light begins to prance

Two lovers join the rhythmic dance.

Author's Note

Couldn't find where to place this poem so I put it under Nature.

Reviews

[Chris Shaw]

Hello lovely Pauline. How wonderful to find a posting from you today. Really enjoyed all three stanzas with your fine poetic expression and great imagery. Third stanza is my fav, when those two lovers get to dance, and what a dance. Hope you are well my friend.

Chris

[Pauline]

Aha. I got jealous of that third stanza. "Oh to dream" but then again, I would only sit and cry when reality kicked in. lol.
You're too kind Chris. I was thinking about you today and it prompted me to put something on here.
I'm so busy with researching my family and as usual, I've been away in France. Too hot!!! Had to stay indoors a lot of the time. I'm off to Ireland in a couple of weeks time and then it'll be the countdown Christmas thing wont it? (Hope the 'ticker' lasts out.)
I hope that you too are keeping well and taking it easy. Love to you as always.
Pauline.

[Chris Shaw]

Aw. You were thinking of me today:) So pleased you popped in especially as you are so busy. So you have been gadding about again and soon to go to a Ireland. Yep, next stop Christmas. So lovely to hear from you Pauline. Keep well. All good here. Sending love xx