Morning call

[Poeticpiers]

Morning call

The morning sun explosively.
Soars aloft from beneath the sea
as though afraid he might be late.
So full of joy he cannot wait
to tell the world its time to rise
and rub the sleep from out their eyes.
Then stretch their stiffened joints and yawn.
The night has flown so greet the morn
Dependent on their attitude
some men express their gratitude.
While others bitterly complain
because it’s time to work again
Which makes no difference to the sun.
He travels on his duty done.

23-Jun-08
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[jennyj]

Really good fun.

It reminds me of the kind of poem I would spend ages memorising when I was a little kid, which I read to my kids, and will read to my grandchildren.

I hope the thought of that doesn't offend....

[Alethea]

I carried the image of the first line - The morning sun explosively. - throughout the entire poem. Just beautiful. I have noticed you have a way with fragmenting your sentences that throws the reader off just enough to notice something new.

[Beki]

ENJOYED :)

[green]

yes, the imagery and rhyme is memorable :)

[Poeticpiers]

thankyou all for reading and commenting