Glimpses of Gold

Mist
rises
in the way
dampened spirits
are lifted at dawn
and each thing that is warmed
by the first glimpse of sunrise
can lighten the night's darkest hour
just as sweet wildness of a hillside
turns gold in the wake after clouds have passed



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beautygood morninghopenatureetheree

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Sandra Haight

September 15, 2016 at 5:48 PM

Such wonderful imagery in your verbal painting, Carrie. Congratulations on your fine podium win in the contest. Hugs, Sandra

Sara Chansarkar

September 15, 2016 at 3:39 PM

Yes, a touch of gold each morning!Congrats Carrie!

Tom Arnone

September 15, 2016 at 2:42 PM

Beautiful images, Carrie. You've captured the power of the Sun's light and warmth over the living, breathing Earth. :-)

Joseph May

September 15, 2016 at 9:29 AM

A lovely write Carrie..Congrats on your win..

Francis J Grasso

September 15, 2016 at 9:08 AM

Love it! Congratulations, Carrie! ...Fran

Agnes Krampe

September 15, 2016 at 7:47 AM

Congrats, Carrie. Such a lovely description. I love the phrase "sweet wildness of a hillside" - I can see the landscape before my eyes. Agnes

Connie Marcum Wong

July 27, 2016 at 4:47 AM

Oh my Carrie, I can't believe this beauty didn't make the list. You have described the way mist meanders ghost like over the hills with such artful exquisite percission. It looks exactly that way here in Hawaii and everytime I see it I am still in awe after 37 years, it takes my breath away. A winner for me! 7 ; )

Anthony Mark

July 27, 2016 at 3:33 AM

Carrie, you know I don't pull punches, ...this is a treat, the absolute use of Enjambment, is a poetic lesson for us all, ..you meld technical skill with beautiful content effortlessly...I bow as I must, and wonder if I'll ever be that good...well done..Ian x

Joyce Johnson

July 25, 2016 at 7:03 PM

A beautiful posting and surely a winner. Thank you dear Carrie for your comments on my Etheree. I have my daughters and my wonderful grandchildren and love them all with all my heart but even my daughters cannot share my early memories.