Ts Poetry Poet Free verse

Gather

It is quiet now   
the sun moves up the ridge   
honey crisp scent of freedom   
hovers, engulfing all the air   
  
pangs of pleasure peal   
primrose bows her head   
yellow paints the morning   
the fields are all aglow 
  
dew dresses up the hackles 
glisten comes to call 
enlighten paints the picture 
leaves begin to fall 
  
recall enters to the garden 
tiny footfalls traced in awe 
nothing goes unnoticed 
gaze, then gather in it all

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Lady Labyrinth October 28, 2019 at 4:49 PM honey crisp scent of freedom...love it. nothing exceeds that...well, with exception. Lady Labyrinth October 30, 2019 at 2:05 AM ha! Ts Poetry October 28, 2019 at 8:07 PM I know those exceptions as I have read your latest :))

Anne-Lise Andresen October 28, 2019 at 6:07 AM - A wonderful poem, TS :) - hugs // Anne-Lise :) Ts Poetry October 28, 2019 at 8:06 PM Thank you A-L

Jan Allison October 28, 2019 at 3:16 AM I've read this through 3 times and am enthralled by your creativity TS a big fave for me its a joy to read I especially love the second stanza as I love seeing the primroses in the fields:-) hugs Jan xx Ts Poetry October 28, 2019 at 8:06 PM Thanks Jan, hugs Tim

Brenda Chiri October 27, 2019 at 9:42 PM Gershon said it beautifully! You are amazing T and always bring a bit of warmth into my chilled nights!;) Don't stop! Lol!;) Ts Poetry October 28, 2019 at 8:05 PM Thanks B

Gershon Wolf October 27, 2019 at 11:45 AM So beautifully and meaningfully penned, T.S. Just love the way you craft the flow and the rhythm of this poem, and the subject-verb dynamic. Bravo! Best wishes, Gershon Ts Poetry October 28, 2019 at 8:05 PM Thank you G