Morning

This was a good morning poem :-), Jeanette

Maggie, this is a beautiful upbeat poem that warms the heart. ("hereld" should be "herald") Hugs, Cat

Maggie I am sorry but this is poor writing. You say- "I see the morning mist rise from the early morning dew As the dawn creeps in so slowly" The repeat of morning and the use of "early" are unnecessary. You say- "To see the sun rise gently" Does the sun ever rise roughly or heavily? If there is bad weather at dawn we don't see the sun rise. "lifting the shadows of the night" Are the shadows lifted? Its such a cliche. Actually shadows dwindle or fade. "The birds awake to herald a new dawn" Sigh, this is such a dull observation could you have not said this differently? "A soft breeze blows" Breezes are invariably "soft" and they do tend to blow a bit that is their nature. Again this is unoriginal. "the trees stand so tall as they reach for the sky" The daft idea of trees standing not just tall but "so" tall that they reach for the sky, has no meaning. Trees grow according to their nature, type and environment. Its just lame to attribute any other motivation than biological for trees to be the hight they are. "As sunlight slowly comes a creeping in it lights up the darkness" So what your saying is that the light makes it less dark? Hardly an earth shattering revelation this. "The green grass glistens in the morning dew" Grass tends to be green. If the grass were dead or any other color this might have been worth a mention. "A birth of a new dawn The ring of fire In the sky the light of new life" You mentioned the dawn already. This last gasp says nothing in a new way. Maggie, you asked for "raw truth" I am sure the reason you asked for that is that you want to become a better poet. I write to you only with that aim in mind. All the best eric

Love your poets heart! God bless you, girl. Hugs Debbie