9am Under An Oak Poem by Charlene Gray
9am Under An Oak
In this delightful morning,
cozily laid on her back
above was copper laurel of ageing oak,
hosting a spread of dewy grass in the vast field;
its leaves fell like notes from piano
Pianissimo music played from nowhere.
or was it elsewhere?
Look at the angelic sky!
a parade of goddesses dressed in white
smooth flowing golden hair,
creating a phantom of delight
in the fathomless serenity-
the bliss of solitude she’d yearned for so long well,
finally came to dwell.
if the first stanza is a celebration of the beauty of earth with the piono playing at backdrop, , then the second stanza is a beauty celebrating the magificance of ether...the imagery is essentially modern...and the calmness of the artist generated in the first stanza attains its 'solitude' in the second stanza, , thanx
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10/29/2025 9:33:31 PM # 1.0.0
Beautiful verse - divine beauty of morning described with angelic imagination. Vanita.