IlluminationA Poem by Chris Shaw
sol rises as night scuttles away
strikes gold rays on old trinkets treasures in silly sentiment early morning brings new glory burnished in blazing brightness dazzling in pretty preciousness take a bow on that window cill appreciate lateness of applause overdue recognition duly noted seeing through new eyes opens up mind's vast corridors to all those avenues less explored
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14 Reviews Added on April 7, 2021 Last Updated on April 7, 2021 AuthorChris ShawBerkshire, United KingdomAboutAlbert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more.. |

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