A New Day

I haven't written in quite a while.. Thank you Neil for encouraging me to pick up my pen again.

Morning dew collects upon roses
Cradled within soft crimson petals
As morning's tedious sun yawns
And greets the day with an orange glow

The mischievous magpie sits proudly
Upon the stretching branches of the elderflower
As he happily embraces the dawn
Before gliding along streams of light

And a pretty chorus resounds sweetly
Sung by morning's choir of sparrows
Carried by the fallen blossom petals
That dance to the merry melody

And all the while I sit and marvel
Drawing back the curtains;
An audience to mornings performance
As I raise my coffee cup an toast the sun

~Eva Rosehill

Reviews

[NeiL ArandA]

Once again I behold your signature style. Such delicate words interwoven with natures scene. Only you can perform and deliver such perfect ballerina dance. And I will always be your avid audience .This piece is beautifully penned . Welcome back dear and fellow poetess.