Watercolour Dawn Poem by Noreen Carden

Watercolour Dawn

Rating: 4.7


Dawn sky, watery blue streaked red and gold,
by the hand of God.
Mountain ranges like humpbacked somnolent dinosaurs
Left behind from a long forgotten age.
Leafless hawthorns standing naked in the wind,
branches raised in supplication to the morning sky,
await the sap of spring

The sun, gold clad, eastern ambassador.
Whose heat spreads like a soothing balm.
Breathing life and warmth into frost bitten fields.
Lake mist hovers in ghostly plumes, above Loch Conn,
Welcome cover for the hungry birds
Whose song is the orchestral soundtrack
to God's own watercolour dawn

POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
i wrote this while traveling alongside a lake[Loch Conn]in the very early morning. I was struck by the incredible beauty of the county i live in and also by how much we miss by not rising with the dawn each and every day
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Yasmin Khan 22 October 2013

A bright poem like a watercolor landscape celebrating the blissful momnets

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Unwritten Soul 23 October 2013

A great image you shared with us here, so nice..very well done painted and described_Soul

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S.zaynab Kamoonpuri 26 October 2013

I admire d godly divine mentions with which u laced d poem. God deserves to b apreciatd dis way like in yor marvelous poem. Pls do review my latest poem.

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Bri Edwards 27 October 2013

i was distracted a bit by the misplaced apostrophes. but, ah yes, the dawn! thanks for reminding me of it; i rarely see it. these are some nice picturesque descriptions of nature. thanks for sharing, noreen. :)

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Smoky Hoss 28 October 2013

What an absolutely pretty poem; it glows as if truly a fine painting, done in words. Beautiful.

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Mary Forrester 24 January 2015

Such a stunningly beautiful poem Noreen, I love it

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Daniel Brick 28 May 2014

The idea of rising early to encounter the pure beauty of the day is a worthy goal. William Stafford said, if you want to feel free, wake up at 4 am. You will not be oppressed. A collateral idea but still one emphasizing facing light in its earliest manifestation. I identify with the branches which AWAIT THE SAP OF SPRING. In my living memory I have not felt such gratitude for the arrival of Spring 2014. In fact, it's the END OF WINTER that I really, truly needed. But now I can dispel those impatient memories and revel in GOD'S OWN WATERCOLOUR DAWN - for which I thank you! !

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Kanav Justa 26 January 2014

Welcome cover for the hungry birds Whose song is the orchestral soundtrack to God's own watercolour dawn , , beautifully written,

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Gary H 20 December 2013

Awww yaaa i like this one thats for true. Like im there

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Saadat Tahir 08 December 2013

nice piece of poetry there... you mention the name.... but really...be it winder-mere, coniston, buttermeare or dervent.... the poem celebrates and rings everywhere. for divinity is one and for us mortals the observing eye that we depend on a unity too. charged and fervent lines. and you have given it a really travel by feel.... i for one was sitting right there beside you, ya on the 'coach' from bowness to ambleside... lovely :) liked

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