“Forest Sunrise” by Do Olesovic
(Originally posted June 2013)
dawn crawls through the forest
pushing first glow between dense
hands of pine boughs and
flat fans of oak leaves
slipping onto the porch and over the sill
to settle itself in my unsleeping eyes
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I am where the valleys are deep, the mountains are high, and the wind moans through trees...
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Fabulous. Luv the imagery!
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thank you
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Beautiful!
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thanks, emma
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such a silent, entering, lovely metaphor! the photo is fantastic…I imagine New Hampshire to be beautiful! I have good friends from there and they visit NH at least once a year…always rejuvenates them…your poem is so delightful, Paul!
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NH is indeed beautiful, especially to an old city boy like me
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Lovely! Perspective though is a funny thing. I love to see the sunrise when i purposely get up early to see it or if I’m out or up that late and get to enjoy it. Beautiful and magical…. Completely different than when I’m trying to sleep or have a migraine…then its damn sun!
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indeed – and light is surely no friend of migraines
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As I read these words, I think of how wonderful to live in such a place surrounded by the children of Mother Nature; yet I also wonder why the character portrayed cannot sleep. Good job the imagery is outstanding. AJM
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thank you kindly – the “why” is left to your imagination
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You captured it!
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you’re too kind – thank you so much
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Love how you describe the dawn, so vivid especially with the great picture. I could easily imagine dawn pushing apart the leaves…Loved it 🙂
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your comment thrills me – thank you
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You are very welcome
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Lovely
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thank you kindly
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during summer
~
my favourite time
in
the woods
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it has its magical moments
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Amusing!!!
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always happy to amuse
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very nice image!
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thank you
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Loved it and the imagery of your words
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thanks, Barb
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Very nicely done!
Blessings ~ Wendy
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and to you, Wendy
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Hello Paul, that was very beautiful. Your writing is awesome. Thank you for stopping by, and the like. I will return. Have a good day.
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thank you for your kind words
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Your welcome
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“5:00 AM” or “When Light Slowed ‘Dawn’ to a Crawl” 😉
I could really see the light curling through the morning mist… Very nice poem. Peace! Beth
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thank you kindly, Beth
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Reblogged this on Poesy plus Polemics.
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So beautiful… Dawn crawls… Exactly!!!
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thank you most kindly
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Once more you gift your reader an image made of words.
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thank you, mike
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Hello Paul, It has been some time since I have contacted you. I have missed your sweet, gentle nature. I’ve been ill so much this year, that my recent book releases has not been promoted at all. I am trying to figure out how to create a larger following, but, to be honest…I don’t know how. I’d like to correspond with you to ask some questions. If it is alright and you find it appropriate…Would you contact me by email? I would so appreciate it. God Bless as always, Barb
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Reblogged this on peacefulblessedstar and commented:
gorgeous!!!
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thanks for sharing my little poem with your readers
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you are welcome 🙂
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Gorgeous imagery–though my 5 am view is generally still in some nutty dream.
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I’m usually up by 4 or so
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I know–you’re part of the rise and shine club; me, I don’t shine till around 6pm.
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Lovely poem on morning light! Enjoyed it. 🙂
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thanks kindly
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What a beautiful image – I loved the description of Dawn crawling in through the forest, and especially the way it settled in the unsleeping eyes. Beautiful!
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much appreciarted
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thank you for sharing my poem with your readers
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I love the quietness of the dawn coming to awaken you.
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many thanks
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Very visual and evocative! I like it!
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much appreciated
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Beautiful!
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thanks kindly
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