Misty Morning Dewdrops…. Poem by Sylvia Frances Chan
Misty Morning Dewdrops….
Soft as the dewdrops are falling
the nightingale just awoke
he does not evoke
nor is he singing
the sky this morn
brought no newborn
in my greying mailbox
still, the money is heaping
in my old socks
in this area, I reside
more come to settle here and also to hide
the old fox likes this atmosphere
of generous farmers and their chicks so clear
it's all so poetic here, my dear
but on the other hand
some neighbours are at their land
with much importance
hunting the foxes together at once
enjoying the misty morning dew
my thoughts languidly grew
while looking at far distances
this rural peaceful retreat
has a very lot of disturbances
the more I am watching in my surrounds
discover more hidden atrocities
I almost fainted, absolutely, they know no bounds
Soft as the early leaves are twirling
the nightingale starts to sing
he does not evoke either
but soon come the mockingbird and the Wren
as far as I remember, this is my daily trend....
Created on the 4th of February 2019,
and accidentally Jos Ruys' Birthday,
she is fond of wrens. If you happen to read:
God's Blessings for you, dear.
Accidentally created on the same day. This is important to know.
Thank you so much.
Sincerely,
©Sylvia Frances Chan
Monday the 4th of Feb 2019 -
@ 18.17 hrs. P.M. West- European Time
Thank you so much that you love the poem from the first line till the last, Kostas.
Soft as the dewdrops are falling the nightingale just awoke he does not evoke nor is he singing........................
it's all poetic here, my dear.- a wonderful poem! this poem has a different soothing and peaceful tone that naturally effects on reader's mind. great!
enjoying the misty morning dew my thoughts languidly grew while looking at far distances this rural peaceful retreat has a very lot of disturbances the more I am watching in my surrounds discover more hidden atrocities I almost fainted, absolutely, they know no bounds .....beauty of poetry and sweetness is there...A perfect piece of poetry..
this rural peaceful retreat has a very lot of disturbances the more I am watching in my surrounds discover more hidden atrocities From this poem I understand that you have come to stay at a mysterious part of the village where the atmosphere is calm and chaotic at once! However you have succeeded in portraying the gentle beauty and the harsh brutality of this place! I would love to visit this retreat! A lovely poem!
such a lovely BIRTHDAY GIFT How I always wish some one composed for me And a poetess like you all I see endear But we have or had not read each other yet POET ME is my pseudo ma'am my humble regards for your visit on MY She poetry What a treat reading ye may all nightingales now sing ''''ABIDE WITH ME''''
Soft dew drops when fall these give us sweet sound and we hear the sweet tune of nature. Morning sky looks like a newborn baby. Enjoying the misty morning dew we enjoy the beauty of nature and God's creation seems to be very favorable for us. The early leaves twirl the nightingale that starts to sing with great beauty and sweet tenderness. An outstanding poem is very well penned with rich imagery...10
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5/1/2024 9:02:32 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Fantastic poem dedicated to the loved one on her birthday, I enjoyed reading it and do hope she will be delighted too.10+++
Thank you so much, Asim, for your loyal support always. Kindest to hear you enjoyed the reading. Absolutely, she will be delighted too, I reckon. Thank you for the 10+++ too.