Provincetown’s prequel to dawn.
Nature’s sky palette,
her brush strokes divine.
Palest of pastel pink ribbons
and cotton ball fluffs,
ombre into muted blues and greys.
Profound quiet punctuated
by gentle waves lapping shore.
Day awakens as I gaze
mesmerized by her calm.
Her promise, a lovely day.
Written for dVerse, the virtual pub for poets around the globe. Today Lisa gives us three options as prompts for our poems. I chose the second: to write of an experience, preferably in the first person, where we’ve asked for a sign of something to come. Here in our beloved Provincetown for two weeks, I awaken each morning to watch the skies, wondering if we will have a clear, cloudy, or stormy day. No matter the weather, Ptown is always beautiful.
Photos taken this morning from our deck – those magical moments before sunrise. And it has indeed, been a beautiful day.
lillian the home poet 
The best of promises, Lillian. Breathtakingly beautiful images!
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Beautiful imagery, Lillian. Love the colorful scene you crafted… one of the best signs out there for sure. 🙂
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Your poem is indeed a painting ❤️
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Mom Nature is an optimist though what she promises she generaly keeps. Our TV weather folk generally show her off like your photos here are doing. Many mornings it is clouded over from the Gulf waters until the Sun dares peek out. They show Sunrise over the city, Houston, or Galveston at her beaches.
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Sounds exquisitely wonderful… wonderful palette
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Wonderful!
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Gorgeous images!
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