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Below is the poem entitled Daybreak which was written by poet Michael Campbell. Please feel free to comment on this poem. However, please remember, PoetrySoup is a place of encouragement and growth.

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Daybreak

Silent, cold, misty-grey,
creeps upon us suddenly
falling out of darkness
comes the dawn.
Fresh breeze blowing,
earth wet from the dew,
grass with drops of water
and leaves that fell from trees.
All these little signs say
welcome to the dawn.
Birds are singing,
and wind hisses over behind
the mountains,
an orange-blue, yellow sky,
for the sun just barely shows
filling the place with beauty.
Daybreak has come.

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  1. Date: 1/13/2011 7:17:00 PM
    Lovely images of early dawn captured by your pen brings serenity to the reader, Michael..Welcome to Poetry Soup. I hope you enjoy it here. Always, Annalise

  1. Date: 1/13/2011 5:19:00 PM
    Nice simple and easy to read wording vividly describes the dawn of a day in autumn.

  1. Date: 1/13/2011 2:58:00 PM
    I'm having a contest to HIGHLIGHT poets from out of the USA please enter with the poem YOU like best of yours [any topic or form] The contest is called Foreign Exchange, just put the country you're writing from on the bottom! Light & Love

  1. Date: 1/13/2011 2:57:00 PM
    Thanks for reading my poem: Memoriam ... welcome to poetrysoup. Already your first poem shows talent bursting at the seams. It will be a privilege to converse with you as friend, and share the spirit here. This is a good place, and many find nurturing here. One love, my friend.

  1. Date: 1/13/2011 2:32:00 PM
    Celebratory and inspired, like brush strokes on the ear, each syllable a new shape of wonder.