I love the time of day when all is still…
The early morning, crisp, and cool, and wet,
When somewhere far away the sun’s just set.
If I must rise at dawn, well then, I will—
But staying up at night is better yet.
Written for #OctPoWriMo and Quadrille Monday #67 at dVerse Pub, hosted by Kim. This week we were called upon to write a poem of exactly 44 words about ‘early:’ early childhood, early memories, early morning, etc. Normally I would write something brand new for the challenge, but this poem, which already existed in my folio in a slightly different format, immediately came to mind. And since I’m rather short on time, I pulled it up and counted the words to see if I could use it. Only 36. Rats. Or maybe not. Could I revise it and turn it into a Quadrille? Yes! I added a line to bring the word count to 44, changing the rhyme scheme from abab to abbab, and now it’s a brand new poem. Sort of. 🙂 You might say I got an early start on writing it, since the first draft was written 16 years ago!Â
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Photo taken in Milton, FL, 2018
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Early morning is my favourite time of day, Abi! I Although I haven’t read the original poem, I admire the work you have done to produce a brand new quadrille. I especially love the lines:
‘The early morning, crisp, and cool, and wet,
When somewhere far away the sun’s just set’.
This is just how it was this morning, when I was reading and commenting in the UK while the poets whose poems I was reading were just starting their evenings!
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Thank you, Kim. Some of what you quoted is new and was inspired by my growing sense of awareness of others around the globe, with whom I connect here on WP. We were thinking on the same wavelength. 🙂
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I love the middle of the day… early morning and late nights are both hard on me.
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Isn’t it wonderful how each day has something for everyone!
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Nice sound and staying up all night can be a delightful journey.
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I used to pull all-nighters quite frequently, but my body won’t let me do it anymore. However, I have discovered a joy in rising at 2 a.m. for a road trip. Oh, the roads are peaceful at that time of day, especially when I am not fighting sleep. 🙂 And I love to watch day break upon the sky.
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it amazes me that you kept the poem all these years! wonderful rewrite and addition, crisp early morning is a really lovely time
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I like mornings more and more. It’s getting harder to stay up at night and easier to get up in the morning. The things age does to a person! Lol… Thank you for your comment.
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Mornings seem to be loved more as we age , I enjoy its stillness
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