Morning Dawn, she rises.


Morning dawn drives on,

rising slowly from its heavenly bed.

Spilling gold dust

sparingly across her tired face.

True beauty radiating for all to see.

Eyes like piercing arrows

searching for the new day,

Red, hot,  fire burning tentatively

in the morning sun.

Karen Hayward ©Sept 2012 (edited 2017)



Author: blossom666

Welcome to my blog! Here you will find different forms of creative writing, lots of swearing, erotic poetry, random thoughts, beautiful imagery, but most of all you will find a version of truth. My truth, this is the way that I see the world. However, all of my work is a form of creative writing, a combination of truth and fiction. I write to express my creativity, not my needs!

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