Provincetown Aubade

I stand at water’s edge
on the precipice of new day
as darkness surrounds me.
Cold damp salted air clings
and coats my upper lip.

Cinnamon colored strips
jut their way through ebony sky.
Monotone scrim begins to fluctuate
as dark clouds differentiate themselves,
shades of grey against paling black.

There, there in front of me
hints of red-orange light.
Shards of yellow tinted crimson
elongate, stretch, and slowly shift
until my chill is forgotten.

Glorious golden orb begins to rise.
Sole cormorant on jetty stone
shadowed now in rising dawn,
my only company as I smile.
Today is indeed, a new day.


Written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets and for NAPOWRIMO, Day 8.

Laura is hosting dVerse and shares with us the background and meaning of aubade. It is a serenade to dawn. She asks us to write a melodious poem evoking day break and using either the word “morning” or “aubade” in our title.

Photo is from one of our annual two-week stays in Provincetown, at the very tip of Cape Cod, where dawn never ceases to amaze.

7 thoughts on “Provincetown Aubade

  1. Ron. April 8, 2022 / 8:47 am

    Good morning, Lillian!

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  2. Feelings and Freedom April 8, 2022 / 9:51 am

    What an imagery Lillian. How beautifully you’ve described the aubade. I learnt a new word here today 🙂 The pictures are mesmerising. Thanks for sharing these.

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  3. Laura Bloomsbury April 8, 2022 / 1:13 pm

    a wonderful technicolour way you watched and welcomed the dawn – especially loved:
    “Cold damp salted air clings
    and coats my upper lip.”

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  4. sanaarizvi April 8, 2022 / 6:07 pm

    Soo much to love here 😀 especially; “Cinnamon colored strips jut their way through ebony sky.” Fabulous response to the prompt, Lillian! ❤️❤️

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  5. Ingrid April 10, 2022 / 3:17 am

    Beautifully written, Lillian: I can just picture the scene!

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