Gert W. Knop Poet Haiku

After Sunrise/ Nach Dem Sonnenaufgang/ Después De Salida Del Sol

Soon after sunrise
The birds welcome a new day
A joyful chorus

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Nach Sonnenaufgang
Vögel begrüßen den Tag
In frohem Gesang

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Al salida del sol
Aves saludan el día
En coro alegre

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Doris Culverhouse September 23, 2010 at 6:05 AM so true....beautifully describes the mornings.

Andrea Dietrich September 21, 2010 at 9:02 PM Beautuful!!!

Diane Locksley September 20, 2010 at 5:05 PM What a great way to wake up! I really like this poem, Gert. Thanks for sharing it, Diane

Scarlett Sepulvado Anderson September 20, 2010 at 4:06 PM I enjoyed reading your material today. Thanks for sharing. Hope you have a great day! Scarlett

Carolyn Devonshire September 20, 2010 at 3:49 PM Such a welcome song to greet us in the morning, Gert! Wonderful image in your uplifting haiku. Love, Carolyn

Doris Culverhouse September 19, 2010 at 6:41 PM pretty write....We had homemade biscuits, canadian bacon, and eggs for supper. It was tasty. What did you have??

Dr.Ram Mehta September 19, 2010 at 3:25 PM I don't see you much on PS nowadays. enoyed your haiku as always, Gert

Skat A September 19, 2010 at 11:34 AM Enjoyed stopping by to say hi while reading your poetry, have yourself a wonderful day full of love & joy. Keep them smiles coming*luv ~SKAT

Kabuteng P.Ink K. September 19, 2010 at 10:40 AM And what wonderful music that sure is! I am blessed to hear those everyday over here :) Thanks for such an uplifting haiku, Gert :) all the best to you :) -- nikko :)

Poet Destroyer A September 19, 2010 at 8:56 AM Beautiful, Gert a lovely day to wake up too . Our birds wake me up with beautiful sounds. To bad once it hits afternoon. LOL, the beauty of the morning disappears with them birdies. Enjoyed your poem,..p.d.