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Indigo sky starts to fade. The black grass turns to light jade. Pink wisps start to form As the world transforms. Little birdies start to peep Sneaky owls fall asleep.
Hello again, and today is Friday, January 18, 2013.
As dawn breaks the sky,. The birds let off their morning cry,. I sit and watch the sun rise,. Dropping its dark guise,. A light dusting of ice,. Crisp and white looks rather nice,.
Harmonic Sunrise overhead. Gets me up from out of my bed. Radiant light brightens atmosphere. Leaves me in awe as I'm laying here. Your colors play such a cheerful tune.
Sitting within my walls of glass. Hot cup of tea in hand. I wait for the sun to rise. Over this green and pleasant land. Each morning this week. I have welcomed the low winter sun.
The sky's on fire with red and green, A mass of colours I've never seen. I woke at dawn and here I stand, The moon and sun, both hand in hand.
The ultraviolet minutes Are rose moments when, The sun rises in the morning Later sets, and then The Earth gets bathed In a purple hued glow, Bleakness is vanquished Ethereal magic is...
The world can be dull in the bleak hours in the morning. The world can be lonely in the different shades of the afternoon; whether it be bright and sunny, or damp and grey.
Dawn spreads Its charm in amber Blue; stars let Go of the sky. Silhouettes lose Their mystery; Morn unfolds before My dreary eyes.
Colours burning through the sky, It seems the air's on fire: Reds and blues and even greens, A gorgeous morning pyre.
As the baton of night is handed to day. I got up to watch it awaken. As dawn kissed the horizon it rose. Bringing the light, night is taken. With a warm hand it touches all.
#youngwritershousehold Gazing at the rose pink sky, Fading into red, It's colours a magical piece of art, Streak of colours as thin as thread.
The sunlight pounces as the child bounces Happily as the sun up's high. The frothy foam of the waves that roam And give the shore a gentle sigh.
Behind every cloud I see, the sun peaks out behind it Telling me there's still hope, you'd be blind not to find it.
Wake up from this. You have nothing to lose. That sleep is nothing to miss. It's a thing the mind and the body choose. Open those eyes to see the light. Shining from the sky to make your day bright.
#OpussNight A sky with a thousand gleaming stars, Small yet large - as one, With the blink of an eye, the sun is up, And all the stars are gone.
It's a new day, A new hope , To make a new smile, To sing a new song, While the chains of love's bells keep ringing, And we keep singing, With the joy we are bringing, And the feeling, tingling.
Curtains stripped back,. Let in that sunshine,. Bursting through the smallest crack,. Please, this slice is mine,. To warm my face,. And touch my heart,. Forgive this greedy life race,.
Golden orb, yellow light come to banish, banish the shadows and fears of the night The fears and worries that crawl from the dark White hot sun Beat them back Expel them from my heart.
It's six o'clock in the morning'...
Poem I was awakened by the morning breeze, Right as it was blowing on to me, Making me shiver in my bed. I walked to the open door of the balcony, Feeling more tired than ever.