My Morning Drive
Pristine crisp, clean morn
Crescent moon floating above
A monochromatic wintry scene,
Frosty crystals clinging atop
Rolling, sleepy meadows,
Rugged white peaks all round,
Lush conifers – jet black, set against
Soft pastels of blue,
Venous deciduous with bouquets
Of birds leaving their tops
Like petals drifting at will
Upon a lazy, summer stream
Afar, wispy crimson marks the
Direction a lover rests, in wait of
Of a new year and new beginning
Copyright © Maureen Clarke | Year Posted 2010
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