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Sunrise

  • Writer: L. Adams
    L. Adams
  • Jul 24, 2020
  • 1 min read


Pure indigo darkness lay upon the land

And sat on the mountains and meditated

Within the piny forests 

And everything was still and silent in the 

Piny forests and icy rivers between 

Steep canyons of red and brown,

And it was dark and shadowed and still. 


The sky turned, it turned gray, while the stars 

Chased each other down the western horizon

And slid down below

The place where the sky kisses the earth,

Laughing and shrieking they tried to catch

The moon as they sailed by,

And the last star faded out with the moon. 


Above the gray of the sky, a ribbon of pink

Appeared and a ribbon of lilac grew above

And they mixed in

Cheerful abandon with the brightening sky,

And the blue of the sky gave a hearty hello

To the touches of flame 

On the disappearing clumps of night clouds. 


And then the sun peeped over the lands

And the trees and the mountains flamed

Into an imitation of

A mighty roaring forest fire blazing away,

And the orb of light came all the way out

Over the trees

And there was nothing left but sunshine and sky. 


Elpy 2020



 
 
 

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