Disturbance at Dawn

Disturbance at Dawn

A Poem by Chris Shaw

comes the mist in early morning
with a swiftness unexpected
as it rolls across the meadows
as it drifts without a purpose
pon the glassy river's surface
where the geese are super noisy
where the ducks are going quackers
where the peace is all but shattered
for the likes of you and me

© 2020 Chris Shaw


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I like the morning sounds. Make me want to move and come alive. I liked the morning singing of the birds. I enjoyed dear Chris how you described the sounds of the new day. Thank you for sharing the amazing poetry.
Coyote

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

I love the sounds of morning coming to life on the river. Quite noisy it can be. The boating season .. read more
Coyote Poetry

3 Years Ago

Me too dear Chris and you are welcome. I love your work my friend.
Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you so much :)
I love how your words are ironic, depicting the scene as if it's an annoyance, but then your details speak otherwise & loudly in celebration of early-morn chaos. It's a graceful reflection of how the mind can also be a chattering disjointed mess upon first awakening, before that cuppa! (or however else one gets the ole motor cranked!) I love how you meld nature with human nature (((HUGS))) Fondly, Margie

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thankyou Margie.Noisy but not really too much of an annoyance. Sending my best across the waves.
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What a beautiful description of early morning essence.... Morning mist to noisy geese..... It has all.... I can feel a gentle breeze while reading it..

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Dreamer Sima for your wonderful comments. Pleased you enjoyed the write.

Ch.. read more
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3 Years Ago

My pleasure..
Entertainingly portrayed.
A most welcome cyclical hubbub.
Thank God for new beginnings!

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Each new day is a fresh start Jimmy. Thank you for checking in.

Chris
Recognise that rolling morning mist, which if I'm up and about early, can wander to end of path and watch it looling like a cloud is tumbling down the hillside and usually, if you teplace the wuackers with hooters, would be same view as I, but our feathered friends must of late be thinking all their birthdays and Christmas' came at once with recent downpours turning everywhere into lakes, or as they call them, bloomin' big baths 😀
Another delightful slice of what most miss if not awake at silly O'clock,, ayem.
Hope you managed some sleep and they didn't drive you quackers Chris 😀
What? It's the best I can do at silly o'clock 😀

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Silly o'clock is good. Sounds as though you have had a real drenching up there if lakes have been fo.. read more
Lorry

3 Years Ago

Apologies for the spulling, I mean spelling, was seriously uncaffeinalised. 😀
I love the last line so much here. I feel like there's a time between night and dawn, where you can just be focused on you and whatever you're thinking about or doing, and then when dawn finally comes, almost everything and everyone wakes up. I always love a good poem about my favorite time of the day!

Posted 3 Years Ago


1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Dear Colacat, have to say it was delightful receiving such an encouraging review from you. Many than.. read more
Vertigo Cat1111

3 Years Ago

My pleasure! It was a wonderful poem (:
Such a place and time of memories: a country idyll, perhaps mulled over on occasions when thoughts need a gentle or even a lively revival. Beautiful words, Chris, they remind me a touch of Ken Simm's graphic word paintings. Sighing into the night now, ' drifts without a purpose .. pon the glassy river's surface '

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1 of 1 people found this review constructive.

Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you for your encouraging words Em. Pleased you enjoyed the read.

Chris
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emmajoy

3 Years Ago

Had to read again; first the calm and then, the smile!
This is wonderful, I like the imagery

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Really pleased you enjoyed the read Kay-T. Thanks very much for checking in. Most appreciated.
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Throw in a pair of loons on that mystical misty morning and shivers will run your spine. There is always something magical in the early morning hours on a northern lake building a fire ... brewing coffee ... watching a mother moose with her offspring munch their way through the shallows.

Just returned from a week up north and I much appreciate your words here Chris.

Posted 3 Years Ago


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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Ted, your recent trip to the northern lakes was truly magical. I love the early mornings on the riv.. read more
This is a reflective of life challenged by many unexpected circumstances.

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Chris Shaw

3 Years Ago

Thank you Markus. Yes we don't always get what we expect do we, even in nature settings? Good to hav.. read more

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Albert, my paternal grandfather introduced me to Tennyson when I was nine. I have loved poetry ever since but did not attempt writing a single piece until I was 40. It's never too late to try somethin.. more..

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