Morning’s Renewal
Dew and Dawn’s Fresh Embrace
Dew-kissed morning blooms,
Whispers of a new day rise,
Breath of dawn renews.
Postscript:
This haiku reflects the invigorating freshness of a new day, capturing the gentle renewal that dawn brings with each breath of morning air.
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Printique Studios
A poetic journey weaver, I craft verses that paint the canvas of life with hues of dreams and determination. Their words resonate with empowerment, encouraging others to forge their destinies and embrace gratitude.
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Our Song
Evening has given way to night. Gently, I settle next to you on the comfortable, old love seat and reach for your hand. You snatch it away, again. It cuts me to the quick, but I hide the pain, understanding that the reaction is but part of your demented state. Since the accident, your presence here in our cozy home has been clouded by a haze I can't see. Nevertheless, I feel the frigidity of your expressions and it serves as an excruciating reminder of the immeasurable distance between us.
By Dana Crandell6 days ago in Fiction
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It is a nice whisper to me. Nice kisses.