A Beautiful Morning Begins Poem by Ken e Hall
A Beautiful Morning Begins
I must paint this scene a surely pleasure for all to see,
My pallet full and canvas white let me think of what’s so bright,
I’ll crown the hills mauve’n’white with yellow gleam,
Thru triple shades of dancing green
Sketching silhouettes gliding so high in the sky,
Who sing and call a new day is nigh as,
An owl’s eye’s blink, close and settle to sleep,
As the distant cock crows to earn his keep.
A dash of dew on petals of a rose,
To twinkle joy to dry that grows,
My brush for wind instills natures
glow
Helping footless tree’s sway too and frow.
A master stroke to portray nature’s potent night worker still,
As he leaves his web to a leafy hill,
I’ll thin this early morning mist as deer emerge,
From the deep forest glades to the grassland verge,
Now to catch this blazing golden yellow dawn,
For the sun is slowly showing his shining face,
Well I’ll be, it’s shaming the moon to hide the morn,
Radiating now, warmth and life for all the new born.
what a rejuvenating piece after reading these scenic line i did find my slice of heavnely peace
What a beautifully apt poem for this special new morn here Ken - - and you paint it vividly.......thank you for sharing the pleasure with us...... hey - what a beautiful world and giving you a big ten for this........ from Fay. 10+ + +
enjoyed your lively metaphors and descriptive verse in describing one of my favorite poetic topics which is nature and the wonder of.......hope you get an opportunity to peruse a few of my nature poems...'Moment in The Morn'...'Little River'.........thnks Barry
enjoyed your lively metaphors and descriptive verse in describing one of my favorite poetic topics which is nature and the wonder of.......hope you get an opportunity to peruse a few of my nature poems...'Moment in The Morn'...'Little River'.........thnks Barry..'My Chattanoochie'
Your poem is a wonderful description belonging to the symbolism, lovely to read........10+++++++
A wonderful way to start my day with beautiful strokes from the brush of your imagination. Loved it, Ken! '10! ' Warm Wishes, Marilyn
I could never paint a morning sun for the colors wont stay I could never climb a tree branch for it would sway I could never paint a sky that had more than a color let me try to do with pen now that I couldnt do with color Great write....Inspiring
I must paint this scene a surely pleasure for all to see, My pallet full and canvas white let me think of what’s so bright, ...... cool breeze in the morning with dews disappering with little sunshine... all good scenes... beautiful write dear...10 read mine 'Colours' bidding farewell..... inflamed mind and success stiry
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What a beautiful morning scene you have painted. You must be an artist with a brush as well as a pen. Lovely. Best Wishes, Marilyn