23 August 2011

Morning Paean

Photo ~ Diana Matisz
robin's trills banished 
by raucous notes of sleek black crows

pensive cries of summer ardency
ripped like weeds from cool damp earth

cautious creak of petals
stretching spreading wide

fog's ashen hiss
sun's point of entry

rapiers of grass
shaking off evanescing diamonds

hymn to dawn
thanksgiving

19 comments:

  1. Amazing how your choice of words so fits the photo. Gorgeous aperitif!

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  2. "pensive cries of summer ardency"

    stunning line!

    striking poem and photograph, Diana! Love them both! ♥ dani

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  3. nice images from your poem specially these:

    rapiers of grass
    shaking off evanescing diamonds

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  4. delicate on the mindbuds.

    memorable as fog's ashen kiss...

    x M

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  5. Captured the image perfectly, nicely done!

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  6. This reads like a morning meditation, to me. Very nicely done.

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  7. "cautious creak of petals
    stretching spreading wide" ooooo...love this!

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  8. Lovely individual word portraits of moments assembled into a perfectly balanced whole. Beautiful, Diana--esp "fog's ashen hiss/sun's point of entry.." gave me an instant picture.

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  9. I gotta love this Diana, and the poem reflecting the photgraph; marvelous!

    Definately you have created this with a silver needle and golden thread...

    Roger ☺

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  10. rapiers of grass shaking off diamons...love that description diana...you mine every bit of that image in your words...

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  11. Evocative and beautiful-- it is hard to let the summer wind down, to let go-- and open to that morning chill, the fog. A lovely invocation of that in-between time--and the ever-beautiful dawn. xxxj

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  12. Interesting word combinations.

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  13. Love the choice of words. Very poetic.

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  14. Been trying to get back here since last evening to tell you just how amazing I think this is. The photo perfect, but it is with your words that you capture this pure moment, of what I see in my mind as divinity. This is the time of day, when 99% of the time, we actually manage to get it right. To simply appreciate all our blessings, and ponder gratitude and thankfulness...even if just for a moment as fleeting as dawn. Brilliant and beautiful!

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  15. Skoal! For years great murders of crows have flown east over us here each morning, rising from a lake and a graveyard to the northwest to greet the rising sun. But they never go straight as an arrow, as you might expect from the old idiom, "as the crows fly." Do yours? In fact, ours are very playful, dart in many directions and seem to tease one another as they all go more or less in the same direction. Lovely, evocative images.

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  16. Heartfelt and humble thanks to all who stopped by to read and comment here. I'm more grateful than simple words can express.

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  17. Beautiful words fit magical vision of dawn...
    Thank you ~
    deb

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  18. I would call this a fugue - so many different melodic lines occurring at once, delicately interweaving; making harmonic chords as they cross. Beautiful!

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