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Winter skies, full of rain,
the hush of daybreak.
A lone blackbird tops the maple,
a robin in the birch,
rivals for territory,
birdsong sprinkles
the morning.
Bare branches
yawn into the light,
twinkle with raindrops
on this soft new day.
© by Máire Morrissey-Cummins.
Used with the author’s permission.
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Maire (pronounced Moira) Morrissey Cummins lives in the valley of the mountains in West Cork, Ireland, where she paints watercolors for mindfulness and planted 4-acre garden to keep busy in her next decade. She continues to live close to nature and still publishes haiku, her favorite poetry genre, as well as longer poems, in print and online journals around the world. Maire's art work occasionally adorns the covers of poetry books, and she often sells some at year end, donating the profits to local charities.
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Eiken:
Thank you everyone :) Irish rain guaranteed this time of year!! Maire
Posted 01/22/2014 01:45 PM
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chris schulz:
"Bare branches yawn into the light"...great line Maire!
Posted 01/22/2014 11:35 AM
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Dorcas:
A gentle season.
Posted 01/22/2014 10:49 AM
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mimi:
lovely, lovely, wish I was there!
Posted 01/22/2014 08:54 AM
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Janet Leahy:
You set the scene so well, "birdsong sprinkles the morning," lovely. Thanks Maire.
Posted 01/22/2014 08:06 AM
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Charly:
Very lovely poem with tight images!
Posted 01/22/2014 05:14 AM
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Ross Kightly:
Full of the close observation of the Haiku-attuned observer! Lovely!!
Posted 01/22/2014 04:59 AM
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