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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