A cold but bright morning in Normandie, Northern France


A Cold Winters Morning

Cold, bright and crisp awakes the new winter's morning,
Orangey the landscape for 'tis just past the dawning,
On a background of blue clouds unhurriedly drift on their way,
Heralding the start of a new winter's day.

Slowly the sun rises through the trees shining bright,
A glowing crimson orb transforms all our darkness's to light,
The illuminated vista brings warmth to my soul to my being,
Rheumy old eyes enjoy the depiction of beauty they're seeing.

Chilly the winter's day for the sun provides no real heat,
But a dry and a bright one is still a pleasure and treat,
There is still work aplenty for a winter day such as this,
To be outside on a November day is just too good to miss.






Poetry by Albert
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Written on 2005-11-14 at 09:29

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Zoya Zaidi
Albert, What a poem!
I love the rising sun on a wintry day!
This is amazing!
I have a poem on a wintry morning too...
Unfortunately it is in Urdu,
Or I would Share it with you!
The red glowing plate of Sun,
When it rises,slowly, imperceptibly,
It fills your soul with a kind of warmth,
Which is indescribable...
These words of mine echo in your poem...
When the temperature is below 15 degree Celsius, and it is really crisp,
It is simply delicious!

(((hugs to warm you up a bit))))
xxx
Zoya
2005-11-14


penfold18
what an excellent write, not only can i picture the coldness of the day, i can feel it, well done my friend.
2005-11-14