Shadow Hamilton Poet Ode

Morning Mist

The mist swirls through the deep vale
shifting slowly and giving glimpses
of the lush vegetation and flowers.
Slowly it dissipates in dawn's sunlight.

Teasing as it lazily drifts 
showing for a brief second
a colourful bank rife with flowers.
Then blankets it from sight.

As the day warms up
it appears to thicken
then yield oh so slowly.
Wisps of mist now fading.

Before our eyes lies
startling beauty.
Nature's riches displayed
a wealth of orange and yellow.

Pinks, purples and blues vie
each more beautiful
and lavish green trees
gently shade the saplings.

The Treasure of Nature's Canvas
is now stretched out before us
while the birds happily sing
as they rush to build their nests.

Insects buzz with joy as they collect
the pollen and nectar from flowers.
In this new spring day
life itself is reaffirmed.

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Edwardj Clark May 12, 2015 at 6:39 PM Hi Shadow, I like the dawn and have written a poem about it which I will post soon. It's a very wide and varied topic and eternal in its life. I do like however the line The Treasure of Natures Canvas which every dawn is and always reminds me of the Creator. Eddie Shadow Hamilton June 17, 2015 at 4:27 AM ty Eddie hugs

Olive Eloisa Guillermo - Fraser April 25, 2015 at 6:50 AM Wonderful poem stretched with vivid images.. :) Pretty!~ Olive eloisa Shadow Hamilton April 26, 2015 at 5:18 PM ty Olive hugs

Sara Kendrick April 24, 2015 at 2:29 PM A very tantilizing spring work..I enjoyed reading this one today..Thanks for dropping by..I hope that this has been a great spring day for you..Sara Shadow Hamilton April 26, 2015 at 5:18 PM ty Sara yes it was lovely day hugs

Eve Roper April 21, 2015 at 10:33 AM I love your description of," Nature's Canvas is now stretched out " a 7 and fav. Blessings Eve Shadow Hamilton April 23, 2015 at 4:38 PM ty Eve so nice of you hugs

Andrea Dietrich April 18, 2015 at 9:24 AM So beautiful, Shadow. Did you awaken one day this week and find this mysterious mist teasing your eyes, finally to unveil this wealth of beauty? This poem makes me want to see this same sight. Shadow Hamilton April 18, 2015 at 4:16 PM It is imagination Andrea drawn from many early morning mists ty hugs

Viv Wigley April 18, 2015 at 8:00 AM This is lovely, Shadow. Your write your words as if you're waving a schiffon scarf in a breeze- very delicate and soothing. Thanks for visiting my verse, and I look forward to reading your works, along with a glass of wine and my Cat, Celeste- should make for a nice afternoon. Viv x Shadow Hamilton April 18, 2015 at 4:12 PM ty Viv hugs

Judy Konos April 16, 2015 at 6:04 AM Without a Shadow of a doubt this is lovely. Shadow Hamilton April 16, 2015 at 8:49 AM ty Judy hugs

Nette Onclaud April 15, 2015 at 11:34 AM a lovely weave of words making spring a most exciting season.. how the flowers, air, and the whole scene enthrall, shadow.. thanks for appreciating my entry in your contest; much appreciated to wrote for you.. huggs Shadow Hamilton April 16, 2015 at 8:48 AM ty Nette I loved your poem hugs

Emile Pinet April 15, 2015 at 8:10 AM Nice flow of words attracting the reader with their imagery, resulting in creating a message above the words reenforced by that imagery. Beautifully written. Emile. #7 Shadow Hamilton April 16, 2015 at 8:02 AM ty Emile hugs