Dappled grey
Night sky’s fading hues
Jasper flares
Warblers spin
Blooms quaver the morning trail
Life drifts… warm and still
My dawn song
Begins at first blush
When dew melts
On gauze wings
Golden warmth of dayspring fills
To liven my frame.
# shadorma
yaskhan 
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Thanks 🙏🏼
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Evocative Yassy with gorgeous imagery with some beautiful lines in it! This one being my favourite: “Life drifts… warm and still. ”
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Thanks so much , Ken.
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Your welcome dear Yassy! 😁😊
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What an exquisite poem Yassy 💯🌺🌸❤️
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Thank you so much, G ❤️
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My pleasure hon ❤️🌺🌸🌹
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Hear, hear ❣️
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Hark hark ❤️
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Beautiful poetry and I do love a shadorma.❌❤❌
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Thanks, Carolyn.
Yes, shadorma form is easy and interesting.
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Fantastic words and form! 👏
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Thanks 🙏🏼, Carter.
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This is beautiful.
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Thank you, Sarah.
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You’re welcome.
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My dawn song
Begins at first blush
Such exquisite beautiful lines, all of your poem!
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Thank you , Pragalbha.
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My eggs are always sunny side up 🤓
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Your eggs 🥚 must be tanned 😎
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Yeah. https://www.jamieoliver.com/recipes/eggs-recipes/sunny-side-up-eggs/
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Yeah , I make mine like Jamie FYI 🙊
Thanks for sharing.
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A beautiful poem perfect to form. Well written, Yassy!
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Thanks, Brad. I purposely used this title. Just like to think out of the box. Thank you for the support. I appreciate.
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It’s grey and wet where I am, so reading your poem was the perfect tonic this morning. Thank you Yassy.
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Yeah … have a nice breakfast dear one. And you are welcome.. stay warm.
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Your dawn song
Limns the sunny side
Of your frame. 🙂
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Rooster sends me an egg
Flying to me on one leg
He’s sunny n funny
A flying bunny
Cock a doodle dawn song
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Most lovely poem with sweet wording ‘n amazing metaphor.specially”My dawn song,When dew melts on gauze wings,
Golden warmth of dayspring fills ,To livin my frame””.amazing wordings.👌❤👌Gorgeous,dear yassy!!bless you, my dear!! with love🤗❤❤❤🤗
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Thank you, Aruna 🙏🏼🤗
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Most welcome,my dear yassy with love.xxxx
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❤️🤗
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🤗❤❤❤🤗
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The sun rises and falls on your pen🌹. Beautifully written.
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Thank you ☺️
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😊
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Roy, you haven’t been writing
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I know, I will be starting again shortly.😊
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Okay
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Excellent use of Imagery.
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Thank you 🙏🏼
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with pleasure dear
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Such a lovely poem!
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Thank you.
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You’re welcome!
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pitter patter✨ 💫
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☔️
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I missed your posts. I have deleted my old blog and started a new one. Still evolving and hoping it will be a bit different to the previous one.
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I am following you now. Wondered where you were. Good to have you back.
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Thank you, I was suffering major anxiety after being bullied in the workplace. I resigned and have been healing since. It’s a continuous process. Glad to be back.
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You are welcome ..
Who the hell bullied you? How dare they ?
Anyways, I think you are too good and kind. Be well my dear.
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Thank you for your kind words – I think that made me a target for bullying. It was leadership bullying me. Glad to be out and rid of that toxic energy. You too, be well and look forward to more blogging and enjoying your poetry
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Welcome
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