Hush the Distant Roar of Darkness

I cannot hear even a whisper
when daylight stretches
into my dreamer’s sea
to hush the distant roar of darkness.

When the sun lies upon the lips
resting on all the wonder
before my eyes.

I am speechless as I find
the valley of golden roses
where sweetness
separates each breath
of beauty I inhale.

Pure joy brushes in waves
across the skies
and swirls down
upon the mountains
as I am gently held
by the hand of morning.

How could I possibly
tell the comfort
of my dreamer’s sea
that I wish for the moon
to continue shining down so free.

When I have been captured
by the beauty
that glanced my way
when daylight stretched out
his golden hand to me.

Author's Note

I love the morning............

Reviews

[Vanessa Rico]

Haha I am exactly the opposite! I am like a zombie getting out of the bed in the morning. I shuffle about to do tasks bathe, change and feed Brody and around 9 or 10 I am semi-awake. Anyway this is beautiful and captures your love for the morning! Another great write! Much love!

[Judy Ponceby]

Neva, this is stunningly beautiful to me. The images, vivid and warm. The language, gentle and graceful. Welcoming morning. I love this one :)

[Pollyanna]

I'm a night person and an insomniac; I sleep better during the day than at night, yet even I can appreciate the picture you paint of morning's first rays.

[The Rock And Roll Cowbo..]

You have fully captured the peace and serenity that comes with sunrise... it is like painting a full color picture with your words.

[al winter]

I love mornings my favorite time of the day, rejuvenated from a good night's sleep. I think you captured the am well!

[Seshat Nidaba]

I'm very fond of the 3rd stanza and your use of the word 'golden' , it's rare and precious and it agrees with the picture very much!

[Tate Morgan]

This in my opinion is the best of yours so far I like it best.As always you do weave a tapestry of words that paint a picture of a beautiful life

[Jim Parson]

Can you write this in reverse for me so that it's about sundown instead of sunrise? Or maybe I could just witness this morning of which you speak before I go to bed after an all-nighter?

A beautiful, visual poem, Neva. i was there, even if I would have preferred being in my bed!

[SpokenWord]

Good Morning indeed. I never have time to enjoy mornings in this way and on the weekends I always over sleep so it was good to read what a good morning looks and feels like through the eye of your pen. Great write.

[brenda]

beautiful poem:)

[Zeitgeist Manifesto]

This poem reminds me of the time I spent in the mountains...
It was the only time in my life that I had no trouble getting out
of bed in the morning. What at beauty.