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Dawn over mountain canyons |
| Dawn's bright canvas hangs above dark and silent mountains. In deep canyons, painted by the first rays of morning, creatures wake, stretch, and intone their gratitude for another day of life. The song of a waterfall flowing into a cold mountain stream echoes through a stoney gorge. Nature's easel, blank before the first light of day, now holds a spectrum of emotions. Light's brush, heavy with the colors of life, transforms the dull tones of night into a rainbow of sparkling beauty. Line Count: 23 Form: Free verse Words: painted, emotions, brush, canvas, colors, flowing, easel, blank Written For: "Stormy's poetry newsletter & contest" Deadline: July 14 |