Dawn

As darkness fades
sunbeams breathe
Renewed by fate
destiny divides
Wrapped in white
cloaked in black

Revel in life
or die inside
Walk with joy
or crawl in pain
A line between
leaves one choice

c.b. 2011

21 thoughts on “Dawn”

Leila

Very nice. Love the contrasts.

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- October 30, 2011 at 2:03 pm
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- C.B. Wentworth
  
  Thank you. 🙂
  
  I figured it was about time that I put my morning philosophy into a little poem.
  
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  - October 30, 2011 at 2:06 pm
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Cindi

This is one to live by each morning and I do. Life is so much easier if we choose to “Walk with joy” even if we don’t wake with joy.

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- October 30, 2011 at 2:37 pm
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- C.B. Wentworth
  
  Very true. 🙂
  
  Each day I ask myself what kind of day I want to have. I always answer, “a good one” even if I don’t feel good. Life is too short to answer any other way. 🙂
  
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  - October 30, 2011 at 2:40 pm
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Rita A.

sjomething I need to keep reminding myself. Lovely poem.

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- October 30, 2011 at 3:59 pm
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- C.B. Wentworth
  
  Thank you. 🙂
  
  It all began because I saw sunbeams poking through the clouds one morning. Inspiration is everywhere!
  
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  - October 31, 2011 at 6:46 am
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stigmatascript

Lovely =)

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- October 30, 2011 at 5:51 pm
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- C.B. Wentworth
  
  Thanks! 🙂
  
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  - October 31, 2011 at 6:46 am
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slightlyignorant

This is beautiful – I really liked this, C.B.

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- October 30, 2011 at 6:29 pm
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- C.B. Wentworth
  
  Thank you. 🙂
  
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  - October 31, 2011 at 6:47 am
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Hellopalz

“…Walk with joy.. or crawl in pain” loved these lines! Good one

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- October 30, 2011 at 6:34 pm
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- C.B. Wentworth
  
  Thanks! 🙂 Those two lines were the last to show up, while I was writing. It’s funny how I write poetry – its never in order. As lines pop into my head, I write them on different parts of the page. It’s like the whole thing is already in my head waiting for me to transcribe it. 🙂
  
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  - October 31, 2011 at 6:49 am
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harpingjanet

Beautiful statement of the choice we have each day.

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- October 31, 2011 at 12:19 pm
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  Thank you! 🙂 I’m a big believer that the worth of each day is entirely on our shoulders. Even a bad day has a few good moments – all we have to do is decide to see them.
  
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  - October 31, 2011 at 12:53 pm
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Nel

A line between
leaves one choice

I like this. I’m a firm believer of choice. 🙂

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- October 31, 2011 at 10:42 pm
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- C.B. Wentworth
  
  Thanks. 🙂
  
  Whenever someone asks me why I’m so happy all the time, I tell them “it’s a choice.” 🙂
  
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  - November 1, 2011 at 6:44 am
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tbnranch

Choices are our own, choose well. Beautiful poem.

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- November 3, 2011 at 9:39 pm
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- C.B. Wentworth
  
  Thanks! 🙂
  
  My muse really wanted me to write this one . . . she kept bugging me with it until I finally wrote it down. I’m glad she’s so persistent because its one of my favorites from this year.
  
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  - November 3, 2011 at 10:19 pm
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arlene1027

I love this…

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- January 6, 2012 at 6:39 am
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- C.B. Wentworth
  
  Thank you! 🙂
  
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  - January 6, 2012 at 6:41 am
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