Morning fog hovers
Over a field of rows corn
Sun dissipates fog.
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Bring such heart warming memories of my Grandparents farm! .. Beyond #ing! ..+++++++++++++++++++++++
Such beautifully beautifully painted imagery! .. Ever so heartfelt! ..
Great. And what do we feel? Heavy wet air. We breathe hard, but we look forward to the sun that will bring a bright day.
Just in three lines and twelve words, you have drawn a beautiful imagery! Very well done, Rose.
Such a succinct, lovely poem... beautiful imagery. Well done, Rose.
Beautiful write in few lines. Images changes within sometime. Loved reading it.
Amazing images and feelings captured in a few words. I think about the fog of sleep clearing out of my mind in the early morning. I think of picking corn in the field with the warm rays of the sun coaxing me along. I am also getting hungry for some heavily buttered corn on the cob.
Over a field! ! With the romance of nature! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.
Very well penned dear Rose! I find real beauty in brevity of your poetic expression! Thanks for sharing...10
Revisiting this poem values more as eagerness grows to visit such a lovely poem...10
Lovely view image that draws mind to peace and tranquility. Thanks Marie.
Beautifully imaged write. This is an example for all.++10 Into my favourites it goes.
WHERE are YOU now, dear Robert? Missing your critics and thoughts and of course your emotive responses on our poems on PH. We reallt MISS YOU!
You have beautifully painted the scenery of nature in concise. Brilliant poem shared. Thanks for sharing.
excellent the curtain of sun can cover the entity of fog but the fog reigns over the field where the corn's standing in queue naively..... nice natural image 10+++
The sun when sees that his rays scattered as love on the earth, and the earth responded it with photosynthesis, became green and finally grown the golden crops all its sorrow displayed as fog was changed in a smile of joy. Such a beautiful short poem by Rose Marie Juan Austin,
An optimistic image.The fog disappears as the sun is rising.Beautiful poem.
I like your connection to farming and nature!