Oloriel, at We Drink Because We’re Poets gave a simple prompt today, write an ode to the morning. Any morning, in any form and as I love mornings I’m joining in.
Good Morning Devon
The velvet fold of the sky’s gown,
is seal grey and striped with dove.
Light elevates from the eastern horizon
frothy warm candy floss pink,
the lingering mist burns away
and morn’s waking beauty leads me astray.
Silver dew evaporates from verdant fields
where deer startle and go to ground,
in a hedgerow of fragrant hawthorn.
Nettles and fresh cleavers burst forth,
wild garlic a gypsy ransom, red Campion buds
and berries to ripen in season.
Songbirds, whose heavenly chorus sing
a crescendo like a Devon morning in spring,
that is overflowing, ripe with promise
and brim full of joy for each new day.
If you like mornings why not tell Oloriel in verse?
http://wedrinkbecausewerepoets.com/2014/04/28/poetry-prompt-8-morning/
Lucid Gypsy 
Stunning poem, Gilly. It made me want to visit Devon right away, and I might even be tempted to get up at dawn. 🙂
You’re very kind! Everyone should visit Devon at least once in their life 🙂
Beautifully woven imagery in this poem, it is very inspirational for people like me who are not themselves very fond of mornings 🙂
Ah it’s the best part of the day 🙂 thank you!
Wow. I l.o.v.e. this poem, Gilly. You roped me in from the first line,
“The velvet fold of the sky’s gown,”
Ahh bless you, I’m such a simple soul as far as poems go!
This is not ‘simple’. The words are delectable.
a wonderful poem Gilly, such a heart-felt ode, painting pictures of a glorious morning … hmmm, can’t wait …. brimful of joy!
This is simply stunning, Gilly. Lovely imagery! 🙂
Your poem for Devon mornings is as awesome as your Devon pictures you’ve shared with us. Songbirds, eh. How nice!
Just brilliant Gilly. Makes me want to be there and see it myself.
I liked the line”Silver dew evaporates from verdant fields”, beautiful imagery.
Thank you Emily, you’re very kind!