Dawn breaks

Just seen the notification that it’s quadrille day at dVerse poets pub. A quadrille is a poem of 44 words, and I like to make them rhyme. I love quadrilles so here’s the first one.

Dark night,

star bright,

dawn breaks,

day wakes,

and in the trees

flutters a breeze,

feathered, unfurled,

leaves uncurled

with birdsong loud,

wreathed in cloud

of all the hues,

the reds and blues

that ever mind dreamt,

in heaven time spent,

morning’s pure light.