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Array ( [sid] => 162845 [catid] => 1 [aid] => mick [title] => Morning My Love. [time] => 2010-10-20 07:45:43 [hometext] => Morning is a special time of day any where, but here in the magical hills of Wales it is truly a friend to cherish. [bodytext] => Winter, sharp and uncompromising,
As come to these high hills of Wales.
Its sharpness touches the raw nerves of the exposed earth
Sending shock waves through the valley.
And from my hillside vantage point
I watch you emerge through this netherworld
Of predawn dark, and I need not tell you how I feel,
For you are everything to me
And I hold you dearer than life itself.
As always I am mesmerised like a child at Christmas
As you come across the frost brittle fields,
Your smile a slowly maturing sun in a sky of freshly laundered linen.
The far mountain peaks are snow blistered and sensual
At your touch.
And as you empty the last stars from the sky
A group of crows erupt from some secret hide away,
Their raucous cries welcoming you, their black cloaks shocking
In this frost scorched world that you enter.
I rise on the hillside and watch your majestic arrival,
I bow in reverence, worthless in your presence,
My day already perfect, thanks to you.
[comments] => 2 [counter] => 145 [topic] => 27 [informant] => cashfan1 [notes] => Corrected spelling as requested ~ Moderator_18 Oct 20, 2010 [ihome] => 0 [alanguage] => english [acomm] => 0 [haspoll] => 0 [pollID] => 0 [score] => 5 [ratings] => 1 [editpoem] => 0 [associated] => [topicname] => NaturePoetry )
Morning My Love.

Contributed by cashfan1 on Wednesday, 20th October 2010 @ 07:45:43 AM in AEST
Topic: NaturePoetry



Winter, sharp and uncompromising,
As come to these high hills of Wales.
Its sharpness touches the raw nerves of the exposed earth
Sending shock waves through the valley.
And from my hillside vantage point
I watch you emerge through this netherworld
Of predawn dark, and I need not tell you how I feel,
For you are everything to me
And I hold you dearer than life itself.
As always I am mesmerised like a child at Christmas
As you come across the frost brittle fields,
Your smile a slowly maturing sun in a sky of freshly laundered linen.
The far mountain peaks are snow blistered and sensual
At your touch.
And as you empty the last stars from the sky
A group of crows erupt from some secret hide away,
Their raucous cries welcoming you, their black cloaks shocking
In this frost scorched world that you enter.
I rise on the hillside and watch your majestic arrival,
I bow in reverence, worthless in your presence,
My day already perfect, thanks to you.




Copyright © cashfan1 ... [ 2010-10-20 07:45:43]
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Re: Morning My Love. (User Rating: 1 )
by Anbarean on Wednesday, 20th October 2010 @ 11:46:40 AM AEST
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it's a lovely poem.


Re: Morning My Love. (User Rating: 1 )
by northernlights on Thursday, 21st October 2010 @ 02:36:25 AM AEST
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Words of warmth and reassurance reflected in the arrival of 'morning' and as with the smile of slowly maturing sun so does your beautifully expressive way of writing bring a smile to me x




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