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.
intoxicating spirit - in sight
ReplyDeleteThanks Bradford.
ReplyDeleteHey Travis. Nice poem and thought. Thank you. I will take a look at your blog. Please come back.
ReplyDelete... and yet, Don, you did it justice. nothing is impossible!
ReplyDeleteAmias...thanks for your encouragement.
ReplyDeleteGreat poem.It creates pictures in my mind. ...Z
ReplyDeleteThanks Travis. Added you to my links. I like your blog and poetry as well.
ReplyDeleteThanks Z. Hope you are well. Pictures in our minds can be quite powerful. Guided imagery.
ReplyDeleteNever will words quite describe the view.
ReplyDeleteVery true, Imemine.
ReplyDeleteYes 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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