Robert Johnson Poet Rhyme

Dawning Dust

Magical mist that I can't resist that  visits me each morn.
Devine intervention of poetic prose, somehow seeps into my mind.
An elegant balance of rhythem and rhyme that lazily drifts away with the time.
Like pollen that drifts from plants in the air, lands foolishly where nobody can share.

An incessant need to get some more sleep.
No natural recording of memory to keep.
A foolish desire to write in the wind.
Prophetic recanting the God's just rescind.

I wonder if anybody believes.
My morning madness that slumber retrieves.
I'm not too sure myself if I trust.
These visits I get from my dawning dust.

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Debbie Duncan March 28, 2013 at 5:19 PM very nicely done ;}

Andrea Dietrich March 7, 2013 at 4:44 PM yes, yes, TRY IT

Sean L Sanders March 7, 2013 at 4:42 PM Very funny nicely done poet. Hey if you have time look at a new poet Margherita Russo

Elizabeth Wesley March 6, 2013 at 8:57 PM Sounds like that beautiful drowsy few moments when sleep leaves and reality takes over. I too enjoy those few moments in that suspended state. As always, your poetry has that enigmatic touch that breathes its secrets to me. Love, Lizzie

Andrea Dietrich March 5, 2013 at 9:25 PM Just here to say HI, before I sign off for the night!

Poet Destroyer A March 5, 2013 at 9:19 PM OOO I need this dawning dust about now.. i like and reassure you that i believe you go to these visits... always~ PD

Andrea Dietrich February 27, 2013 at 5:21 PM this is very lovely and to call it dawning dust. A really creative image from you, Robert. And enjoy slumber when you can find it. I have been losing way too much of it lately!!

Donna Jones February 24, 2013 at 7:21 PM Very beautiful.....