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FourPart

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First thing this morning as I was in the early stages of getting myself psyched up for this afternoon's concert there was a massive crash of thunder, that shook the entire building.
My first reaction was that of dread as I had to make my way about 3 miles to the convert venue in my Posh Togs in the moped, so I wasn't relishing the idea of making the journey in the pouring rain.

However, being in the state of mind that I was, I was feeling rather lyrical, and as the storm passed over I found myself writing the following poem, which I may even set to music one day...
A New Day Dawns.

Another day dawns, and thunder is looming,
Making its way, shouting & booming,
Foreboding & grey, a threatening sky,
Crossing these lands where mortals lie.

Beautiful light - Flashes of blue,
Streak through the heav'ns, on this morning anew.
But it soon passes by, and the roaring, it fades,
Into the distance. Into the shades.

Birds are soon singing, hailing the morn,
Blue skies are breaking, with a sun, clear & warm.
The ground is still wet, but the patches of dry,
Are growing, beset, by the breeze from the sky.

Heading for school, the children amass,
Splashing in puddles & kicking the grass.
Their Mothers chastise, but the children don't care,
If they muddy their shoes & the clothes that they wear.

No thought of sorrow. A life in its prime.
No cares for tomorrow, or any such time.
Laughing & playing as they all make their way.
A new generation takes over the day.

The children in classes. The parents relax.
The school run surpasses. They have to make tracks,
Commuting to fact'try, office & toil,
Commerce & industry - Working the soil.

Tailbacks of traffic are blocking their way.
Making them panic. Causing delay.
Late once again. Employers are cross.
Just a stroke of a pen could mean losing their boss.

But things soon get sorted, and tolerance reigns,
Dismissals aborted - The job still remains.
It's always apparent, a fine pair of hands,
Is far more important than making a stand.

End of the day, they have to get home.
Making their way to pick up their own,
Smiling faces, telling their news,
Of people & places, shedding their blues.

Daytime gives way to the glow in the West,
The birds of the day return to their nest.
The children, tucked in, give way to their slumber,
As dreams then begin, with naught to encumber.

Darkness of night envelops the earth,
Starlight so bright heralds the birth,
Of a new day to dawn in a matter of hours.
When dew drops will form on the petals of flowers.

I couldn't find another thread of this nature in the forums, so I created one.

Perhaps others might like to share their own creations here.
(If it's in the wrong section, please accept my apologies & feel free to move it).
 
I have moved this to the correct forum.

Very lovely poem and very well written! :clap:
 
Here's one I wrote. Took third in a poetry competition on my regular writing site, StoriesSpace. I have a couple other poems and plenty of fiction there as well.

 
Here's one I wrote. Took third in a poetry competition on my regular writing site, StoriesSpace. I have a couple other poems and plenty of fiction there as well.


Nice work! :clap:
 

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