The artistry of morning... A Solstice Poetry Entry (Form: Aubade written in Sonnet Form)
The morning mists in lace-like curtains part
and dramatize the starting of the day
framing the beauty of the morning’s art
as pastel shades of color interplay.
I watch the colors deepen as the sun
transforms the vision cast before my eyes,
blending the varied moments into one,
each morn presented in a matchless guise.
Too soon, the seconds pass as time moves on.
The images now fade to memory
of artistry discovered in the dawn
forever stored in my mind’s gallery.
I watch the tribute to nature’s mystique
in silent praise of beauty that’s unique.
An entry for the June round of "The Solstice Poetry Contest"
Prompt: Write an aubade .
Form: English Sonnet
Line Count: 14