
Morning Rain
Morning rain and I think of you again
when lavender light breaks open
the ebony sky—
bridal veil envelops the garden air,
magenta myrtle blooms skyward,
powder blue hydrangeas speckle
the moist ground,
scarlet geranium petals blaze
against the sea-green mist—
subtle
are the days
when seasons turn,
yet still
no matter the peculiar moments,
when morning rain arrives
I think of you again.
D. G. Vachal © 2024
Image by Draconian Images @pixabay
🩷♥️🤗 wonderfully penned
Thank you, Susan, for your uplifting words!
This is a beautiful poem with vivid imagery.
Thank you so much for your stopping by and for your lovely comment, Mary.