Morning Feast

Morning Feast

A Poem by Sanober
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wrote this a month ago. inspired by a beautiful morning in a beautiful park!

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You are invited 
to a Morning Feast with me

we will meet early
at the park, just before sunrise
when the sky is tucking away
its final strand of darkness

we will breathe in
this fresh
blue light

let our skins 
enjoy a drink or two
of this rising warmth

can you imagine 
all the different kinds
of appetizers?

there’ll be songs 
of the mourning doves
& the laughing doves
the Tree swallows, sunbirds

we can feast our eyes on 
croissant-shaped clouds
& pomegranate blossoms

time will move slowly
almost at the pace 
of our walk 
and if we stop, it’ll stop too

for mains,
we’ll have beautiful conversations
occasionally interrupted
by the flight of a Grey Heron
& a lush breeze from the lake

and for desserts, you ask?

we'll have all this richness...
this grandness of life
dripping down our chins

and maybe i'll tell you
that this was too much sweetness
for one morning
and it almost makes me sad

so we'll come back again
tomorrow

and what a pity it is
for all those who 
won't be here

imagine never knowing
an ache
like this. 


© 2016 Sanober



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Beautiful! I love the way you bring the morning light and air and sounds to life, and then transform it into a sense of flavor.

Posted 5 Months Ago


dear Sanober... "to never know an ache like this" is the
perfect way to describe the feeling of destiny...
when magnetism draws a beautiful picture of
pure pleasure. Lovely to read your inspired
poetry. truly, Pat

Posted 11 Months Ago


I feel hungry and comforted now, plus aching to be there.

we can feast our eyes on
croissant-shaped clouds
& pomegranate blossoms Love that. Such gorgeous imagery.

Posted 1 Year Ago


Ah, to feel the sun seeping into your skin and watch the blue sky wake up while sitting next to someone you care for. The concept of the richness of life dripping down the chin....ah, this is just brilliant! So sensual...perhaps he will lick off the sweetness? Those who can not drink in Mother Nature's loveliness are indeed a sad lot. This poem has it all, Sanober. It is romantic, it employs great metaphor, delicious imagery, and is honest. The emotions are free and filled with exuberance. Just a wonderful write! Lydi**

Posted 1 Year Ago



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Sanober
Sanober

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