[I cropped 3 images from the internet to form today's mosaic]
Night, shamed into mists of dawn,
Rests a coy head against pillows of drifting cloud.
Silver light lends an allure to winged messengers,
This newness, as stale as yesterday's birdsongs,
Enlivens coolness of daybreak;
Like a heartbreaker, it will not stay,
For torrid are these days though the Season
Of The Rains are upon us.
HEARTBREAKER © gillena cox 2018
You've heard about the Monday Blues ❧✿❧ well this is Monday WRites (musing on the definition here of rite, as any customary observance or practice eg the rite of afternoon tea). A Happy Monday to all
Welcome to Monday WRites #159, ❧✿❧ What's your mood like today ❧✿❧ I invite you to link in with one of your WRites
Blog Hopping today with
18 June 2016
18 June 2015.1
18 June 2015.2