Notes About The Poem
Just a few thoughts while on vacation..I rose early and went out on the porch for my quiet time...
Sweet Peace
In the early
morning hour
enjoying earth and hour
even writing in the faint light
The birds speak
Sweet peace here
To all who will listen
I only recognize
The sound of the Gull
Those that are in flight
Speak to me
Did God program joy
into their ability to fly?
Do they long each morn
to catch a breeze and sail?
Do they chirp in Joy?
First the Seagulls dot
the sky coming from the south
headed north..
Then the heavy odd-shaped
Pelicans(that is like the pot calling the kettle black)
fly low over the nearly calm waters
headed to north end of the isle
What if I could join their flight?
Seagulls must be early risers
Out to get the best spots on beach
or to get the best food scattered on shore
Pelicans must be night owls
they fly low like a slow sunrise
taking their time to reach their
little piece of property up north beach
Now earth and sky seem to meet melting into each other
The moisture laden air seems to saturate my being
What a morning to enjoy God's Good Earth....
Sponsor: Nikko Palmario
Contest: Beyond Earth and Hour Writing Challenge
Hint for saving the earth: Use salt and lemon to clean pots and pans....
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