Wednesday, December 29, 2010

3WW: Buckle, Evade, Wedge

I caught the pink wedge
of dawn with my camera
this morning.

Our cold northern sky
was trying hard to evade
the sun

but, for a few minutes
it peeked through
with fiery eyes.

Then, the gray clouds
buckled back up
to the mountains.

But, it's okay
because, upstairs
my granddaughter

sleeps. I can't wait
for her to rise. I'll have
sunshine all day.

13 comments:

jaerose said...

How beautiful - both to see nature like that and to treasure your grand-daughter so..gave me a little slice of sunshine too..Jae

Lilibeth said...

Oh, what a light-filled poem and house. It's beautiful.

Ramesh Sood said...

Ha, ha, what a lovely feeling this poem left me with.. you can see each word of my comment smiling..

anthonynorth said...

A beautiful scene, with plenty of expectation.

Nanka said...

Bright sunshine brings happiness just as the smiles on a child's face.

Lovely feelings!!

Kim Nelson said...

I know just how you feel! The rush of natural wonder, the love of a grandchild. Life is good!

VL Sheridan said...

Lovely! And I bet granddaughter can't wait to spend the day with her Gram.

Rinkly Rimes said...

Very descriptive. I could taste the morning with you.

Susannah said...

That first verse just captured me...

I caught the pink wedge
of dawn with my camera
this morning.

...how beautiful!

Peter Dudley said...

What a wonderful, natural way to weave the words into a tender scene.

ms pie said...

isn't that the truth... grandchildren are as heaven on earth.. love the quiet you captured at dawn...awesome 3ww

Rallentanda said...

Beautiful imagery of the pale wintry dawn. Your poem creates a lovely sense of peace.

aldersprig said...

"the pink wedge
of dawn."

Beautiful!

And beautiful to call your granddaughter sunrise ;-)

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