Habitation of the Morn

Art by Carol Cavalaris

Whispers of wind song softly singing 

until the curtain of the dawn ascends~

 And petals of the sunflower blooming

Into a habitation of the morn.

Shadows of eagles soar mountain peaks

 legends of lovers haunt their nest~

While starry night wings of a butterfly

prances within an operatic breeze.

And the whip-poor-will in shadows of night

sings within the lullaby of the trees~

Soft feathers of moonlight flutter 

like a canary in a gilded cage.

©SyberRose

 

Reviews

[Angi]

Beautiful images, Rose! You always make me feel so light when I read you! Angi~

[SyberRose]

Thank you so much Angi...im glad you enjoyed reading and thanks for peeking in tonight...:)

[s y e]

You have a lovely way of describing things, Rose ~ This is a wonderful piece. Lovely images and I loved the wording.

~ Noodle.

[SyberRose]

Thank you so much Sye...Glad you enjoyed it...Rose:)

[s y e]

Always a pleasure ♛

[Stella Armour]

beautiful images Rose.. ♫

[SyberRose]

thank you Stella...I like your little muscial note...:)

[Stella Armour]

lol.. i am obsessed with it ♫♫♫

[Vincent Moore]

What a beautiful choice of words to describe the welcoming of the morn. I love when the sun comes up and one feels alive again, the nights darkness and shadows leave us and the beauty of dawn cleanses our souls. I love every word here, you melody whispers to me, I see it all, the visuals such a delight. Bravo, tweeted and shared.

[SyberRose]

Thank you so much Vincent...I'm happy you enjoyed the habitation of the morn...Rose:)

[Sami Khalil]

This poem will set hearts and imaginations free indeed on the zyphyr of the dawn breeze...Well penned ...Thank you for sharing...:)

[SyberRose]

Thank you Sami...and you are welcome...Rose:)

[Sami Khalil]

MY pleasure...:)