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Morning Star

Morose morn, but sun’s a catalyst, warm

On the eave, the pigeon’s contumely coo,
rids a night’s cumbersome, cold, smother
New day, dearth of dew on concrete lawn
Its dull gray lightened by that eloquent hi
nodding chesty chary iridescence of dawn

Glamor understated or colors long-fading?

Sipping tea by the roost, the bobbing struts
tread decrepit life under roofs, like a caveat
as nearby, shining freeway cars rush, at sea...

roaring mettles endure, seeking 'the' flower

(4/22/2021)

Copyright © Susan Woodrow | Year Posted 2021

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Brian Sambourne Date: 5/26/2021 6:08:00 PM Such a thought provoking poem. From the pigeon's coo to an image of chaotic freeway cars rushing to the sea as if to submerge - startling + intriguing. Perhaps I am incorrect in thinking that "'the' flower" is the blossom we seek to sweeten life? - ever elusive? Best wishes + congratulations! Brian Login to Reply Susan Woodrow Date: 5/26/2021 9:23:00 PM thank you Brian... you're right about the flower :) glad you enjoyed the read

Ann Foster Date: 5/13/2021 6:20:00 AM I am a bird lover... oh yes... this is a lovely poem.. Ann Login to Reply Susan Woodrow Date: 5/14/2021 6:48:00 AM birds always cheer me up; thank you Ann :)

Susan Ashley Date: 4/25/2021 6:49:00 PM Dear numero uno, Susan, your poetic use of language never fails to enrapture my heart's imagination. You capture the contrasts and mood created with brilliant imagery and artistic finesse. Congratulations for your excellent win in Charlotte's contest, my creative friend. Warmest wishes.. ~Susan Login to Reply Susan Woodrow Date: 4/26/2021 11:08:00 AM Thank you, Susan :)

Jan Allison Date: 4/25/2021 5:25:00 PM I can see why Charlotte loved this the word pairings are superb, reminds me of the style of a poet I know on our island called Georgia she writes in a similar way - love to hear her performing live. great use of alliteration too:-) hugs Jan xx Login to Reply Susan Woodrow Date: 4/26/2021 11:08:00 AM Thank you, Jan :)

Gary Radice Date: 4/25/2021 10:34:00 AM This is another fascinating read in what appears to have been an extraordinary competition. The list of winning entries and placements are of the highest calibre. Susan, I love how you lead me into the poem. I feel I'm watching these scenes unfold around me. The bobbing struts of birds and ? car struts are currently swirling around in my head. My (very possible) misconceptions aside, I love this poem. Login to Reply Susan Woodrow Date: 4/25/2021 10:54:00 AM Hi Gary - love your comment...misconceptions? no such thing..in fact, I had to laugh cos I never even thought of car struts though now I will be visualizing them as I hear them zooming by, while the pigeon struts and coos...I once tried to get poetic with the parts of an engine in a write called 'Black Scorpion' but it did not get a single comment lol... Thank you :)

Christuraj Alex Date: 4/25/2021 5:50:00 AM Congratulations! Login to Reply Susan Woodrow Date: 4/25/2021 9:18:00 AM thanks :)

Charlotte Puddifoot Date: 4/25/2021 4:49:00 AM love this - unusual, startling use of language, lines such as "dearth of dew on concrete lawn", i read it again and again, your poetry always intrigues with its vivid imagery and air of mystery..such a tough call to place it just outside the top three - congrats on your win in my contest! :) Login to Reply Susan Woodrow Date: 4/25/2021 9:18:00 AM thank you Charlotte - I enjoy your contests as Brian says, we can go places a little less than usual....I understand your dilemma...I deliberately prefer to leave interpretation open besides some other weird constraints I like to use, so very happy to place :))

Michelle Faulkner Date: 4/23/2021 2:16:00 PM I like the contrasts of 'morose morn' and images like 'iridescence of dawn' -sometimes morning can be cold and gray until the warmth finally breaks through~ Login to Reply Susan Woodrow Date: 4/23/2021 2:48:00 PM indeed...the morning sun shines first on my back steps and the pigeons keep me company in my new but yet old midtown flat, which has taken some getting used to! I miss my garden and the freeway is a little too close but a new experience starts again! :)