Adirondack kind of morning

~

Soft leaves underfoot, mosaics of nature

Sleeping in shadows of yawning maples

Beneath these stretching branches I roam

Footsteps in rhythm with a woodpecker’s cadence

Humming to the harmony of dawn’s cool breeze

 

Sunlight weaves past distant mountain peaks

Warming my face, enhancing my vision

Miles evaporate like morning dew

Moments become an ever-changing serenity

For happiness waits at the end of this journey

 

Clear waters race between glistened stone

I splash my face in anticipation of a new day

Dreaming of her on an Adirondack kind of morning

Following a path through the mirrors of my thoughts

Listening for the endless echoes of love

 

Peaceful vistas beckon my heart’s desires

Cleansing my soul in lilac wanderings

Breathing the air of solitude's affection

Knowing this sunrise lifts her from sleep

Praying her first thought is of me

~

Author's Note

The Adirondacks are a beautiful mountain chain in upstate New York

Reviews

[JD Major]

Another uplifting piece written in your trademark love-of-life, and love of Her, style.
...I want to visit the Adirondacks ASAP :)

[willweb]

Thank you so much JD

[D. Mansfield]

That is a beautiful poem, and an awesome place, I'm a flatlander and miss the mountains. Very nice work

[willweb]

It truly is am awesome place. Thanks so much for reading and leaving such a nice comment. Hope you find some mountains in your travels again someday.

[Coyote Poetry]

Gentle, kind and wonderful use of words Will. I like the softness of the statements in the poetry. You made the reader believe and understand. Happy New Year my friend and thank you for sharing the outstanding poetry.
Coyote

[willweb]

Thanks for your nice comment Coyote.

[Coyote Poetry]

You are welcome Will.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

I remember thos mountains from my days there...you bring them to life...and what a beat those woodpeckers make...
and this poem also reminds me of some long distance relationships I had...
letters from Poland...scented...reminders of the mountains of love I had for her.
j.

[willweb]

This poem has a little of both, so I am thrilled felt all of the aspects of what I wrote. Thanks my friend.

[John the Baptist]

This one is full of imagery suggesting not only a new day, but also a new phase of life. You can almost feel the speaker's bubbling joy as he contemplates his lady love amidst the mountain scenery. It is a very romantic piece.
If I may, I'd like to offer a suggestion. In the last stanza there is a line that reads, "Breathing the air of solitude affection". It sounds as though solitude, a noun, is being used as an adjective. Perhaps you might consider making solitude possessive, with the addition of an apostrophe and an s. Or you might change solitude to solitary. Just something to think about.

[willweb]

Thanks so much John/ That makes perfect sense to me and I do believe it will read better. The "s will be forthcoming.

[Dave Brown]

this suggests to me you have been doing some travelling (to the Adirondacks which I think of as being much more north of you ) with that special person in mind.
Between writing and travelling you must have very few extra moments to spare
This is three new today is is not
very productive

[willweb]

I grew up in the north east U.S. and have spent many weekends in the Poconos and Adirondacks. Most of my poems I work on for a few days. I usually write one and let it sit for a day or two, go back and read it and see if it makes sense. Edit a few things if it does and edit a lot if it doesn't. Today several came together over the course of the day. Thanks so much Dave. If you have never been to upstate New York, it is beautiful country and worth the trip.