Three Hours after Dawn

[Johntee]

Three hours on

Ribbon thin

The snow

Is melting.

In a kind word
It carries the sun's
Heat in its heart till,
Drop by drop
A fence line,
Becomes
A Veil
Of
Steam

[AlexandratheLate]

You are on a roll - just loving what you’re creating. Beautiful.

[Johntee]

Thanks Alex, I have to write quick before a favoured line drifts away. I guess inspiration is served in bursts, with the slogan "Get it while it's hot."

[AlexandratheLate]

Yes my fellow poet - keep going - I applaud you.

[RhymeLovingWriter]

Concur with both of your thoughts...the muses be fleeting and sometimes fickle!