9am Under An Oak Poem by Charlene Gray

9am Under An Oak



In this delightful morning,
cozily laid on her back
above was copper laurel of ageing oak,
hosting a spread of dewy grass in the vast field;
its leaves fell like notes from piano
Pianissimo music played from nowhere.
or was it elsewhere?

Look at the angelic sky!
a parade of goddesses dressed in white
smooth flowing golden hair,
creating a phantom of delight
in the fathomless serenity-
the bliss of solitude she’d yearned for so long well,
finally came to dwell.

COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Vanita Thakkar 18 December 2009

Beautiful verse - divine beauty of morning described with angelic imagination. Vanita.

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R.k Das 17 December 2009

if the first stanza is a celebration of the beauty of earth with the piono playing at backdrop, , then the second stanza is a beauty celebrating the magificance of ether...the imagery is essentially modern...and the calmness of the artist generated in the first stanza attains its 'solitude' in the second stanza, , thanx

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Charlene Gray 17 December 2009

thanks Larry Stevens

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Larry Stevens 17 December 2009

I have come to the right place for bliss

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