Adirondack Kind of Morning

 

 

 

 

Adirondack Kind of Morning

 

Soft leaves underfoot, mosaics of nature

Sleeping in shadows of yawning maples

Beneath these stretching branches I roam

Foot steps 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 affection

Knowing this sunrise lifts her from sleep

Praying her first thought is of me

 

Author's Note

Thank you for reading

Reviews

[Traci]

Another beautiful poem my friend. Your use of imagery transports me to a place of serenity. Nature truly has a way of inspiring, as we hold it's beauty dear to our hearts.

[Cryingkate]

Living at the Adirondack foothills 40 minutes from the top, Of coarse I'm partial to this write :-)
I'll never forget the time I was Almost stampeded by a herd of deer at my motel.

Every year I use to stay in the same room next to the pool and feed the deer sitting in my old side Adirondack chair. A Bit later I was walking the yard around the pool and Holy Blazes a herd come and I hugged that pool as close as I could. I thought for sure I was a goner. They came running and there was only a few feet between the pool and the hedgerow.
After that I never turned my back walking the yard again.
This write brings many more memories Jack thanks for the revisit.

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Connie. I am happy this one brought those memories back to you.

[jacob erin-cilberto]

another beautiful love poem, Jack...as always.

i dream of different mountains, in Vermont...but same effect...you echo my sentiments...

i need to be younger...and more free to revisit.

[Jack...]

Jacob, they way I see it, these mountains are older than both of us put together and if they can still display beauty...so can we. Thanks so much my friend.

[Gleb Zavlanov]

I can just feel myself walking through the Adirondacks.You have weaved a beautiful, majestic tapestry with exquisite, gorgeous imagery. Very well done!

[Jack...]

Thanks Gleb, they are beautiful and always inspiring to me. I appreciate your kindness

[Rita L. Sev]

This piece hits every sense as it touches the heart, Jack. A masterpiece of nature imagery...

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Rita. I am so happy you enjoyed this.

[Lydia Shutter]

The romantic longing in this poem is so beautifully expressed, Jack. The imagery is gorgeous. You have a romantic nature and I hope it always stays with you, my friend. Lydi**

[Jack...]

Thanks so much Lydi for wandering with me today.

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are a true romantic my friend and it shows so sweetly in your lines.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Vidya. Thrilled you enjoyed this one.

[Vidya Bacchus]

You are welcome:)

[Carolann Dowsett]

You're amazing Jack, you continually come out with the most beautiful poetry. The imagery in this is outstanding. And I too, for a brief moment , felt that I was out walking in this most beautiful place. Thank you for sharing this.

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much my sweet friend. Please feel free to walk through my poetry anytime you like.

[Raymond Federle]

You definitely have that Henry David Thoreau wandering the woods and expressing nature thing going on. maybe a little Walt Whitman thrown in for good measure. Excellent! Hope you have read them at some point.

[Jack...]

I have my friend and thank you so very much.

[Cassie]

There goes to my shelve.....nicely crafted my dear friend

[Jack...]

Thank you so very much Sunshine.