Gallows-like,
the dark beams of my bedroom balcony
are silhouetted against the dawn.
Restless, half-awakened by the dawn chorus,
I lie and watch the turquoise of first light
become suffused with fiery gold.
Unseen magpies carol from nearby trees,
whilst kookaburras laughingly rejoice
at the passing of another night.
I am another day old.
Author notes
Xx S h e n t o n Xx
A contest entry
- The water doesn't ruin --x by Noir mariposa...x.
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Honorable mention
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• if you would please space your name out in your AN like this : X x D r o w n . M e . D r y X x . Just out a space between each of your letters. Please. If you chose not to thats fine but i would like you you give me a reason
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oh the imagery in this amazing. I really like it. having been to Australia it really describes a morning there very perfectly. ( and im sorry i my words are missing some N's my N key has decided to periodically not work. )
My faorite lines :
"Unseen magpies carol from nearby trees,
whilst kookaburras laughingly rejoice
at the passing of another night."
They are amazing lines. Thanl you for entering my contest and good luck/
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