Morning  Dance
The  sun  is  yet  to  come,
So  is  my  love.
But My  heart  wins  the wings  as  the  blue  dawn  foresees  the  coming  glory.
The  solitue  was  the  bliss,
now  is  the  time  for  dancing  with   the  new  sun.
The  blue  gets  the  orange,
I  dance  in this heaven  and  I  know  
the  memory  of  today  will  be  love  again.
Comments  on  this  short  poem?
very nice 
did you wrote it
Reply:Interesting images but I'm not connecting with it.  I think you are trying to be to flowerly and it interferes with the readers connecting with the feeling you are trying to convey.
I'm sorry, I don't understand your poem.
Reply:That was great!
Reply:That's pretty nice.  I like the reference to colors.
Reply:Very nicely done -- almost a love song to the sun itself.
Reply:Sounds like you're happy with your new love
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