Blue clings to a vaulted sky,
cotton candy clouds blush pale pink
for the birth of dawn's on the brink.
Where eagles once learned to fly
daylight’s filtered through a thick haze,
shadowing Man's industrial phase.
A rising sun still makes me cry,
its brilliance conquering night
in a dazzling display of light.
Such grandeur solicits a sigh,
this daily renewal offers hope
that our resilient planet can cope.
Nature's one thing money can’t buy,
no amount can restore Her dead,
yet few listen to what's being said.
A simple truth without a lie,
oblivious, we create little fuss
as life disappears around us.
Author notes
(A Constanza poem.)
The Constanza, created by Connie Marcum Wong, consists of five or more 3-line stanzas. Each line has a set meter of eight syllables. The first lines of all the stanzas can be read successively as an independent poem, while the rest of the poem weaves in to express a deeper meaning. The first lines convey a theme written in mono-rhyme, while the second and third lines of each stanza rhyme together.
Rhyme scheme: a/b/b, a/c/c, a/d/d, a/e/e, a/f/f.........etc.
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Ooh excellent this is!
I love the form
Your wording makes this a truly awesome piece; thank you so much for sharing
Best wishes to you and thank you again
~Heavenly~
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