Run to the edge of the night sky
Pull its starry cloak away
Shimmering, Daybreak emerges.
Golden locks fall at her feet
Barefoot, she sweeps across the sky
Shy, she steps into the dawn.
Below her throne the world awaits
For darkness to ebb away
Shimmering, Daybreak emerges
Shy, she steps into the dawn.
Lynn Mari, © 2008.
Note: An experimental poem. This is something that came to me as I was waking up…
The first stanzas have a syllable pattern of 8,7,8 on the three lines. The second stanza is 7,8,7 on the three lines. And the last is 8,7,8,7 with a repetition of the last lines in the first and second stanzas.
“DaybreaK” by Maxfield Parrish (one of my favorite artists) is regarded as one of the most popular paintings of the 20th century. It depicts two girls resting in a mythical temple, with the sun shining on them. The rich hues of gold, pink and orange are unforgettable.
View this beautiful painting here: http://www.webwinds.com/thalassa/museprime.htm#Daybreak
Wonderful poetry
Excellent writing
I happened across your blog through a friends blog.
So glad i did.
Comment by Cindy — July 30, 2009 @ 2:36 am |