six ducks flew silently overhead
while the sky turned from pale orange
to pink tinged with crystalline blue
before becoming completely gray
for moments there were no sounds
disturbing the early morning peace
one car, then two drove by
the crows began squawking
a cardinal called out
recyclables clinked to the curb
morning was broken
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I can smell the coffee...
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Loved your 55 Cheryl...
Thank you for this wonderfully descriptive little Gem.
Thank you for playing, Thanks for visiting, and have a Kick Ass Holiday Week-End...G
wat a great poem into to the build up of morning was broken.
ReplyDeleteand the world came alive...nice capture cheryl...makes for a great 55...
ReplyDeleteThere a lot of dawn happening around 55-Land this morning. Beautiful, Cheryl.
ReplyDeleteinviting and delicious 55.
ReplyDeleteyour cooking of 55 is perfect!
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excellent 55 at time 5:50!
ReplyDeletenice images too, i wouldn't know what it looks like at that time of day, thanks for cluing me in!
Yes, very nice imagery. You really captured that moment right before morning comes. Great job!
ReplyDeleteahhh, but I love those quiet moments!
ReplyDeleteThis is like a 55-word haiku!
ReplyDeleteVery nice, Cheryl!
Lovely and evocative.
ReplyDeleteHappy Friday!
what a wonderful picture you painted at 5:50 am.. nice timing!!
ReplyDeleteloved the colours - the visuals and after a moment's pause for awe, sound, breaking the morning
ReplyDeleteclever and awesome, your 55!
I love "recyclables clinked to the curb".
ReplyDeleteoh cheryl -i loved your 55 cause you described this morning so well.
ReplyDeleteI also love mornings - and usually i go by bike to work and leave at 5h40 in the morning - and i just love to ride my bike for this lonely hour, watch the fog on the meadows - enjoy the quietness and when i arrive at my workplace i feel like i had a holiday...
oh - and thanks for your nice comment on my new blog layout - changed it just this afternoon and also thought it fits well with the sparkling on black velvet…
ReplyDeletehave a great weekend!
Oh what a lovely vision of the start to the day. Your words conjure up perfect images. Just lovely.
ReplyDeleteThat's exactly the time our alarm goes off and it's exactly how it happens. Great 55!
ReplyDeletedelicious one cheryl....
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You never think of this until you read about it. So true. Nothing better to start the morning than with sounds like that. Even the recyclables :) Have a wonderful weekend :)
ReplyDeleteMy absolute favourite 55 this week, Cheryl. This grabbed me and pulled me right in. Beautiful.
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I felt like I was there. what a great snapshot of the day.
ReplyDeleteloved this!
ReplyDeleteYour poems are amazing :)
ReplyDeleteI had a ZEN moment, words strung together correctly can have amazing power over our thoughts.
ReplyDeleteLovely 55er,
have a nice week end ,
Joanny
Very nice expression---.nice post to.
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I have to write a poem for my blog! You are inspiring me to have a go, but also setting a high standard to follow. Love this. You write with precision and expression!
ReplyDeleteYou are such an artistically talented gal, Cheryl! You should think of pairing photos with poetry and going to shutterfly or one of the other book sites and self publishing.
ReplyDeleteVery evocative. I loved having to sit still to really hear this poem completely. Thanks for sharing.
ReplyDeleteI like the clinking of the recyclables, Cheryl. Well, the whole poem.
ReplyDeleteBlackbird has spoken like the first bird.
Praise for the singing, praise for the morning.
Praise for them springing, fresh from the word.
One of my favorite songs ever. :)
xo
Fantastic 55 for the breaking dawn.
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