This poem touched me. Just a few suggestions below.
The line " Beauty in her." clunked for me for some reason - perhaps that was your intention.Awakening
The clouds remain,
So too, the sun.
The skies, still gray,
My cheeks, still dun.
But time has pass’t,
So too, my eye
That could not see
Beauty in her.
Monotony
was once her name.
Now all seems alive--
The bees buzzing
In honey hives,
A lazy cat
Snugly purring
With her lover,
Under a tree.
What did I do
To make my eyes
Appear renew’d?
Many just see
An overcast sky
And gray, drab hues
Abound outside.
Yet with keen eye,
One can discern
Just how alive
The nature is.
Maybe: Her beauty faire (or something)
And I especially enjoyedwith the exception of the last line; perhaps: Nature's being (or something)Many just see
An overcast sky
And gray, drab hues
Abound outside.
Yet with keen eye,
One can discern
Just how alive
The nature is.
Thank you for sharing.
Ta ! (short for tarradiddle),
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