Musings on Life, Love, and Linguine-Poetry & Writing
Milk glass clouds kiss a turquoise sky as the tangerine sun arises
Crisp cold breeze welcomes with ease the coming of a new day
Mother earth breathes deep, as birds in time peep the overture of fresh morn
Another day comes as night succumbs to the warmth of God’s healing light
©2018 Linda Lee Lyberg
Ragtag Daily Prompt: https://ragtagcommunity.wordpress.com/2018/12/14/rdp-friday-overture/
What a beautiful imagery, Linda! Gorgeous poem.
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Thank you so much!
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You are welcome!
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amen
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Thank you Kindly!
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Gorgeous sky and time of day, you have described it well Linda.
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Thank you!
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This is an example of something I said to you recently. You so perfectly write words for the image.
Reading this one felt like a blessing
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Drew, thank you for your lovely thoughts. I’m so happy my words have meaning for you.
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