The dawn came, cool and clean
o'er a land of many shaded green
with golden rays of the morning Sun
I could feel this was the only one
that would ever be exactly this way
there is only one of this one day
and so I watched and felt the dawn
as the light came slowly over the lawn
the Sun and her light were made of gold
a thing so young, and yet eternally old
the dew was drops of cool white silver
of such beauty as that was never
seen before in this land
a morning painted by a Master Hand
the leaves were of a green that pierced the heart
indeed I loved the Master's art
with blood red gold the clouds were stained
and from them showers of diamonds rained
and through it all flew a pure white dove
and in this perfection, I said a prayer for my love.
A contest entry
- Evoke My Artistic Vision by crazylittledevil.
440 points, ended March 20, 2007, 24 entries
• next poem in this contest, remove from contest
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Comments
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Whilst the visuals you have created here are very good, they seem trapped in the rhyme and details and colours could have been captured more fully. Good luck in the contest.
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