(“Dawn Geese” Watercolor, 2004, Jane Kohut-Bartels)
Bjorn over at dversepoets pub is presenting a quadrille challenge, with the word ‘dawn’. Quadrilles are poems of exactly 44 words.
Tender peach clouds at daybreak
Float over placid water.
The moon still hangs on
As dawn grows bolder.
Goddess Nut calls to her sleepy houri,
Tucking them under her belly.
I heard the earliest swallows
Twitter as they flew by,
Sharing the night’s gossip.