Brandishing the lightning lance, the sun arrives, The mighty, majestic monarch of the day. Kissing the mouldy mountain rows, he comes Banishing mist and frost from night’s blotched brow. In what rich ruby ring of radiance, he appears Smearing and splotching liquid gold, he gracefully moves With sparkling splashes, the world becomes bright The prompt and punctual rooster raises his raucous revelry. Birds and beasts wake up from their slumberous sleep. The feathered folks tweet and twitter in harmonious notes. The verdant vales below send up a welcoming sign. The leaves stay bright tipped with dainty droplets of dew. Morn, the bashful, mousy maiden with modest grace, Peeps and peeks through half drawn curtains in the East. Removing all trace of a tarnished yesterday, The day arrives making me smile in burgeoning bliss.
Poetrysoup is an environment of encouragement and growth so only provide specific positive comments that indicate what you appreciate about the poem. Negative comments will result your account being banned.