Morning

 

 

When next you go there

  carry me too, my love;

To the place where we lay

  pregnant; with anticipation

of the gathering morn.

 

 

Where duplicity lies furthest

       from our minds; and

  words left unspoken say more

rest here with me a while

  'til the watery dawn

dripping

 

            gold...

 

 from above

 

     ...calls us back home

 

Reviews

[K. Hicks]

beautiful piece, emotional great job Andrew

[biib]

I'm in complete awe.
the syntax-the way that this is formatted leaves me moving-tagging along with it -like a pasionate dance sworn to stay in bed.

And the morning is such a splendid time for poetry like this.

[LJW]

Simple, concise, touching, not at all cliche. Wonderful.

[Kimberly Smith]

OHH MY GOD..I JUST FEEL IN LOVE WITH YOU.lol..soooooooo lovely thats just all I can say about it LOVELY...

[~Mariposa Una Lila~]

I agree with Kimmmy///// stunning!!! x0x00x0x

[deeps]

Simply beautiful and romantic.
Stunning write.

[Pauline Marie Daley]

Beautiful. 'and words left unspoken say more..' So true. Very nice.
And I love how you ended it with the dripping of the dawn. I never thought of it that way before. Such a beautiful image.

[Rebecca Rogers]

Well-written. Sweet. Romantic. Calming.

Nice work! :)

[Kelly Scheppers]

"To the place where we lay
pregnant; with anticipation
of the gathering morn..."

How extraordinary a line this is! Breathless, indeed!


My best,
kelly

[Siddartha Beth Pierce]

Lovely! Striking and romantic - thank you for sharing your talent.
Light,
Siddartha