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THE RISING SUN - A Pantoum

The rising sun has broken night;  
some call it dawn, some call it day.  
Whilst in this morning’s growing light   
the dark of night creeps quietly away. 

Some call it dawn, some call it day,  
as with my pen this verse I write.  
The dark of night creeps quietly away,  
the moonlight and stars fade from my sight.

As with my pen this verse I write 
a multitude of thoughts flash thro’ my brain.
The moonlight and stars fade from my sight,
and I’m aware that it’s dawn again.  
 
A multitude of thoughts flash thro’ my brain;
best words in their best order I search out
and I'm aware that it is dawn again,  
as waking birds spread their song about.

Best words in their best order I search out,
whilst in this morning’s growing light,   
as waking birds spread their song about,
the rising sun has broken night.

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  • Fourthaxis
    July 29, 2008

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    I loved how different "and I’m aware that it’s dawn again" sounded when the phrase was repeated.
    Anansey


    • Shenton silver member
      July 29, 2008
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      Thankyou for reading and commenting and for your generous applause.

      Best wishes from 'down-under'.

      Shenton

  • ecrivain01
    July 19, 2008
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    Very nice ...

    and thanks for entering.


    • Shenton silver member
      July 19, 2008
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      Thankyou for reading and commenting and for your generous applause.

      Best wishes from 'down-under'.

      Shenton