NaPoWriMo: Day 4

Dawn comes softly
to lean at my window.
I bask in light
of her truth.

Lyrics of old song
whisper at my ear,
tickling memories
from long ago.

Smile curves lips
as words slip
with ease
into morning light.

In this month of Spring,
I too have become
a “Minstrel
of the Dawn”.

Elizabeth Crawford 4/4/2020

Note: Image is a digital painting that began as simple curiosity about what might happen if I mixed purple and orange together. It is called “Forest at Dawn”. The song, “Minstrel of the Dawn”,  by Gordon Lightfoot, began whispering in my ear as my eye was caught by the image. It amazed me at how many of the lyrics I still retained. We poets who engage in this month’s Poem A Day, are definitely another form of the minstrel of which he speaks.


About 1sojournal

Loves words and language. Dances on paper to her own inner music. Loves to share and keeps several blogs to facilitate that. They can be found here: https://1sojournal.wordpress.com/ https://soulsmusic.wordpress.com/ http://claudetteellinger.wordpress.com/
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3 Responses to Minstrel

  1. Sherry Marr says:

    How lovely – a minstrel of the dawn! Lovely to read you, my friend. That is a very beautiful image. It has been a while since I watched the dawn spread across the sky………..


  2. Pamela says:

    Yes, this is nice. Great image along with your words. I don’t think that I have ever heard that song.
    Great work, Elizabeth.



  3. Marianne says:

    Good heavens, I somehow missed this beautiful ode to spring! Your last stanza is a stunner!


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