Streak of pink in a leaden sky
Birdsong begins before I wake
Smell of coffee rouses me.
I desire to taste and touch
New-minted wonders of the day.
Written in response to Dungeon Prompt: Getting To Our Happy Place
Streak of pink in a leaden sky
Birdsong begins before I wake
Smell of coffee rouses me.
I desire to taste and touch
New-minted wonders of the day.
Written in response to Dungeon Prompt: Getting To Our Happy Place
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Tags: Dungeon Prompts, Five Senses, Happy Place, Poetry, Writing 101
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How delightful: “Streak of pink in a leaden sky.” 😀 Gorgeous!!! ❤
Thanks. I saw one of those this morning and it launched my poem.
Great word choice! 😉
Thanks. 🙂
All beautiful things. The simple pleasures can be the most inspiring.
Thanks for your comment. That’s just what I meant to say.
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Thanks.
I love your response to the prompt!
Thanks, Karuna.
Wonderful world.
Many thanks.