~ That Early Morning

~ That Early Morning, Elisa Laura, E.L. FreesStyle, Dark/Light Mornings, Moments, Poetry, Fiction

~ That Early Morning

 

 

 

   It seemed the night, was over,

     I walked across the large unending fields,

 

            Power lines above me,

    The obscure air,

 

The wind spoke, I sighed…

       The ambience led me into a direction

Of something;

           My heart beats compassed me for…

 

“It” was yet to come…

 

        A never ending hike,

            The long grass tickled my feet,

          The dew, was reborn another day --

 

     And this morning breeze, was humid so fresh;

    It gave my throat a little raw feeling,

Like salt on a skin can give --

 

Yet, I was sure, I would walk until

       The earth moved to another night time…

 

Almost unconscious, tired and feet swollen,

            Lungs full of oxygen that seemed,

Inhaled three times,

 

      A stifling rigidity, around me;

                 To reach the power of love’s electricity...

 

 

                                Awake…

 

~ Elisa Laura

   05/13/2013

Author's Note

Do what you must... :)



Enjoy! xx

Reviews

[Sugar Plum ♥]

The last word of the poem sounds in my mind as "alive" - and it`s the same in that sense..Your poem is so full of energy, activating mind and senses for the value of the special moments...I almost see that early morning as a chain of special moments, in subconscious levels...Very remarkable, dear Eli! :)

-- nour --
August-013

I'm glad you felt it as "alive" my sister... yes, it's alive wether it's in after-life alive, or here... it's alive... :) thank you so much for these outstanding words... as ever, you make me smile from ear to ear Sis. :)

[Lydia Shutter]

There is a feeling of freedom in every line of this well written poem and while you end the poem saying it is the power of love, I feel there is a good deal of introspection and empowerment in this one. Walking forward, into the future, drinking in what life has to offer and enjoying every second. That is what I get from your words. Good one, Elisa. Knuffels, Lydi**

Dank je wel lieverd, je woorden maken me gelukkig... :) Knuffels, mij!

[SHEEMA HUQ]

What a wonderful full circle of experiences, subtle yet enticing, and your electrifying final line, really puts a smile on one's face, beautiful work Elisa

Thank you dear, I'm glad you enjoyed this one, great thoughts here....

[Troy Henson]

As I read this I walked the morning as the imagery and tone for this was superb.

A very nice piece
Regards
TROY

Thank you so so much dear Troy for your visit and review, I shall come back for your artworks...

[Pax]

so dreamy as if i walk with the grass itself... tunes of a surreal feeling in the early morning dawn... i felt the longing... your patience must be wide as the earth itself....
"Yet, I was sure, I would walk until
The earth moved to another night time…"
Time is running as the earth keeps on revolving... but that doesn't stop you to feel the love again in time... Amazing Big sis...

Thank you dearly for this heartwarming review my dear, really. It brings so much emotions in me above you say all this... :) I can't thank you enough! xxxx

[Clockwork]

I think the last four stanza you have here really shine. They really bring out that sense of searching for the right path and for the destination of love that brings us completion in life. These lines: Yet, I was sure, I would walk until/The earth moved to another night time…" show that the speaker is aware of her path, and she avoids becoming too complacent. She wonders even though she is unsure of the final destination, but she is sure she will arrive at the correct location.

Although the journey makes here weary, as we see in stanza 8, she continues her trek toward her destiny.

Oh Christian, thank you buddy, I like your insights, and review, for I find it lovely you name "final destination ;-)" Thank you so much for your kind review. :)

[Clockwork]

You're welcome :-) well, maybe not final destination, but maybe the next safe house on the road to infinity?

I found final destination not scary and just lovely you named it, (not the movie) but indirect, I did meant something with it on my ending ;-) you're the only one who saw it... so chapeau.... but house on the road to infinity, sounds pretty musing to me :D so yes hehe...

[Blank]

Lovely imagery in this, the flow is nice as well, the stop-go movement of it almost feels like hesitation. Well done.

Thank you so much :)

P.s. I'll be back for you precious! soon, when time permits xo

[Pryde Foltz]

The longing and wait for a new love. Lovely write.

Thank you Pryde... for this interpretation :) and review, and time, I appreciate it.

[Nkosana B Masuku]

Beautiful write Elisa.It was nyc reading it :)

I'm glad you enjoyed it :) thank you!

[Nkosana B Masuku]

Every good work deserves its applause

That's so kind of you my friend :)

[wunder]

~"Almost unconscious, tired and feet swollen,
Lungs full of oxygen that seemed,
Inhaled three times,
A stifling rigidity, around me;
To reach the power of love’s electricity..."

~u r always so gorgeous poetess~asleep or awake~ :))

Thank you so much my sweet friend... :):):)

[wunder]

~welcome always~ ;)

Your little scrabbles mean a lot my friend, thanks for being a sunshine on the cafe! :) xo

I meant scribbles :) sorry!

[wunder]

~:D~ yer a dear~ :))