Well i totally love how you used this form. Portraying the day from your perspective. I like how you used unfurled in the 2nd stanza it's like seeing the world waking up to the morning and flood the busy street.Btw just something that i notice, 'devine' should be 'divine'. Well just a small spelling mistake there. But other than that, you really did a Great Job . Keep it up

Sweet perfection Silvia, as always:)
Every new day is a gift indeed and should be celebrated with loved ones.

I loved this particular poem, it's going into my favs:)

*hugs*

5/5 Ingrid

ps: borne = born?

My, Sylvia, I've just become a fan of your writing!! wow!!

love the last verse -

A new day
Is borne for us
to play.

If only all of us looked at each day, this way!!

shobhana

Sylvia
you did a wonderful job on the form challenge. I love the story told within :)
Excellent!
Love Cindy

You always seem to push the button one step further in your search for perfection my friend.You did it time and time again.This is a beautiful poem and a joy to read.
Keep up the great work.
Paul...

A new day
Is borne for us
to play.

Wow Sylvia, this is surely one of the best poem i read lately. We really need a poem like this to lift our spirits. Loved the stanza mentioned above. Beautiful.

all the best and take care

Another interesting form and I like the
message behind the write. A day unfolds with
such beauty yet at times there is a sadness
that comes with it...liked the read!

Sylvia,

A double musette! I like it when a short form is repeated to write a longer poem.

Sun shines
this fine morning,
divine.
^
Shines/ fine/ devine..I like the way these sound together. Maybe the last word devine could be given more emphasis, like someone stepping back in awe of this glorious morning. Maybe a full stop after the word 'morning' so this would give it a bigger pause, just an idea?

The world
begins to stir,
unfurled.
^
I love the word 'Unfurl' like a flower opening up to bask in the morning sun - a nice metaphor for becoming awake. :)

New day
is borne for us,
to play.
^
Not sure if you meant 'Born' as in the world giving birth to a new day, or 'Borne' the world bearing the new day? I do like this verse though, the idea that this morning is a gift for all of us.

Dark skies,
thunder, lightning,
storms rise.
^
Oh, this is a change, the morning sun is soon changed, transformed to stormy weather. A lovely dark twist. It kind of reminds us that nature can not, should not be taken for granted. Like human nature it is fragile and can soon be broken if mistreated.

Rains fall,
life halts awhile,
we stall.
^
The word 'halts' is so much better than stop. To me it really gives the feeling of motion that has abruptly come to a stop. I can almost see the crowd, expecting a sunny day, now they are all in limbo.

Dreary,
this day brings us
dismay.
^
A sad ending! :(
This poem is great, IO love the way you set the reader up for a wonderful day and then steal it away, replacing it with the opposite.

Well done

This is so well penned Sylvia...
loved the analogy here...
when we wake up we dnt know how the day is going to turn out... but still we strive to make it happy... whether sunshine or dark clouds...

beautiful write...