The mist has left the greening plain,
The dew-drops shine like fairy rain,
The coquette rose awakes again
Her lovely self adorning.
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Wow the last comment was an entire decade ago lol, nice poem though
The Wind is hiding in the trees, A sighing, soothing, laughing tease, Until the rose says " Kiss me, please, " 'Tis morning, 'tis morning. kiss me please says the rose. tony
My favorite portion of this pretty poem is in the final stanza, where the nameless wanderer eschews the convention and containment of houses and towns. I feel that all the poem was written around this nomadic freedom.
Poet here try to put the musical magical effect by using alliteration and onomatopoeia.. Her lovely self adorning.'Tis morning, 'tis morning.//sighing, soothing, laughing sound can be heard from far lovely
A beautiful free spirit.... appreciating all that costs nothing and just waits for eyes to appreciate....I shall remember this for its purity and freshness....tyvm karen
The poem says about morning glory in a beautiful way and kisses the heart of all!
Beautiful description. Dunbar was also known for being able to write beautiful poetry using what was known as 'Negro dialect'. He gave a voice to those who had been totally ignored.
I personally love this morning. And it's portrayed so beautifully in this poem. It's so rythmic too.
Words bring hope, of a new dawning to life and a new freedom of life.
The wind hides in the trees till the rose says kiss me please? Mental and emotional mush.
Very nice happy poem-a good morning feel to it lovely verse.
Waht a beautiful, word-painting of love in the freshness of morning! It reminds me of a wonderful man I have known for 50 years.
It's ridiculous for PH to have this as the 'member' poem of the day, since Dunbar died in 1906 and was never a member of Poem Hunter!