Aubade
You ...
are the breath of heaven,
an exhalation of the divine ire ...
a "l’appel du vide" angelic, pure,
accompanist to the day's glory,
a sacred diva's note, sustained
for the sheer indulgence of joy.
I dip my spirit's brush in your
blinding hot, golden brilliance,
and paint my day with dazzle ...
I splatter the canvas of my soul
with your shimmering brilliance,
bristles let loose of life's splendor.
The result, a framed exuberance
worthy of Pollock and Kadinsky,
but born of the colors of daylight ...
the essence of wonder renewed,
and the sublime realization of
all that it means ...
to LIVE.
~ 1st Place ~ in the "Strand Completely New 16, Any Form, Any Theme" Poetry Contest, Brian Strand, Judge & Sponsor.
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