Val Brooklyn Rogers


Roving In The Presence Of Dawn - Poem by Val Brooklyn Rogers

The sweet scent of wood on the morning air.
The dawning of another day.
When nature's escapades begin UNWRAPPING in
This November woods.

Searching for the first of a burst of a
Brand new HORIZON greeting a fading night.
Roving over wrinkled leaves newly fallen.

The MAJESTY OF DAWN.
Kicking up my heels on this
Juvenile MORNING. I feel the
Immaculate presence of nature.

A hallowed log with early morning
Squirrels seeking treasures for
Their TROVES.
Keeping on my best QUIETNESS I
VISIONED A BOILING STAR take the
Sky. A golden treat of slivers of
Purple and simmering crimson bold.
A sunrise New and gold.

I witnessed the flaring HORIZON as
I ventured forward GENTLY uncovering
A new born TRANQUIL day.

Topic(s) of this poem: dawn , forest, sunrise

Form: Free Verse


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Poem Submitted: Tuesday, January 12, 2016

Poem Edited: Thursday, January 14, 2016


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