The Day.

[zoolane]

Bewlidern from the birth of dawn with colours of heaven exploding and rising in morning sky.
The memory which accompany in the mind’s eye.
With all sense of start of something new and wonderful.
As mid day come upon us with it slightly grey hint.
Now the outlook has change in matter of hours.
Tea time bring anxienty of next mountain to climb.
Trying to relax but darkest swift cover the world.
Alone as a bird in the tree in moonlight.

[cafolini]

Very nice little poem with a big soul, Zoolane. Loneliness derived from being in the spotlight? Very good.

[zoolane]

Very nice little poem with a big soul, Zoolane. Loneliness derived from being in the spotlight? Very good.

Not sure but excalt what I meaning when I wrote. I hope no one think that I am attention seeker.

[hillwalker]

Not an attention seeker, no. You manage to express the burdens of getting through another day which we can all identify with.

And there's no such word as 'bewildern' [?] - but there should be. I love it - it's so much more poetic and enigmatic than 'bewildered'. It has to be adopted by anyone who adores your writing and put to wider use.

H

[zoolane]

Not an attention seeker, no. You manage to express the burdens of getting through another day which we can all identify with.

And there's no such word as 'bewildern' [?] - but there should be. I love it - it's so much more poetic and enigmatic than 'bewildered'. It has to be adopted by anyone who adores your writing and put to wider use.

H

Bewildered that word that I was thinking of, but I couldn't remember how to spell it. Thank you Hill and Cafolini.

[hillwalker]

Bewildered that word that I was thinking of, but I couldn't remember how to spell it. Thank you Hill and Cafolini.

But don't change it - I prefer your personal touch.

H

[PrinceMyshkin]

I love how vivid this poem is!