After a sleepless Spring night

[Atehequa]

Another poem for me to pen
Now that spring is here once again
All is quiet in the dark predawn hours
Pondering what exactly inspires these words
While awaiting the songs of awakening birds
Before the sun awakes dew jeweled flowers

Thinking of what words to use
At the forest's edge without a muse
For some odd reason your face comes to mind
Indeed there was other inspiration years ago
Into the brambles, my heart she would throw
A thorny tangle that proved most unkind

Now comes the first light of dawn
In yonder dew kissed meadow, a spotted fawn
Morning is alive with the songs of courting birds
The sun's first rays, golden beams through trees
Warming the wings of dragonflies and bumblebees
Through my eyes into mind, hand, pen and words

[judih]

dawn shows up
just when i start to convince myself
i can stop time

[dadio]

Fine poem, well composed.