Wednesday, June 14, 2006

A Sunrise Beyond Words
By Don Iannone

Morning clamoured her way
into being one fine June day,
Such a picture she painted
so much beauty we nearly fainted,
With salmon pink, yellow, orange and blue
she appeared quickly and suddenly I knew,
A sunrise sketched so perfectly true
Never will words quite describe the view.

14 comments:

bradford said...

intoxicating spirit - in sight

Don Iannone said...

Thanks Bradford.

Travis Jay Morgan said...

I see the sun
shining brighter
than the words I’ve
written down
suggesting its light.
Ah, a radiance
lost in translation.

Don Iannone said...

Hey Travis. Nice poem and thought. Thank you. I will take a look at your blog. Please come back.

Liquidplastic said...

... and yet, Don, you did it justice. nothing is impossible!

Don Iannone said...

Amias...thanks for your encouragement.

Travis Jay Morgan said...

Thank you Don, I felt it was along the same thought process as this poem encouraged. I appreciate you invite, and I'd be happy to come back! You have some nice poetry here.

Zareba said...

Great poem.It creates pictures in my mind. ...Z

Don Iannone said...

Thanks Travis. Added you to my links. I like your blog and poetry as well.

Don Iannone said...

Thanks Z. Hope you are well. Pictures in our minds can be quite powerful. Guided imagery.

Imemine said...

Never will words quite describe the view.

Don Iannone said...

Very true, Imemine.

Travis Jay Morgan said...

Of course, words are formed based from our perceptions of the view...and how accurate are our perceptions? And even if our perceptions of the view were unbiased, clear, and accurate, words still can only point us to the substance. The best we can do if we must...is not watch the words, but go the direction they are pointing :)

Don Iannone said...

Yes Travis...agree...words only point in the direction of what is, even in the direction of illusions, which are legend in all of us.

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