The Earth’s sweet turning
has roused newborn Dawn
from her Ocean cradle
light caresses waters
suffuses the island
haloes great Pico
that looms across the strait
enwrapped by rose clouds
reaching to a pale zenith
held in awe by all who gaze on her
she slumbers still
Copyright © 2022 Kim Whysall-Hammond
The Cheesesellers Wife 
I looked this up . Your poem is beautiful, respectful, quietly moving —
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Thank you John, the poem reflects my deep love for the Azores and Mt Pico.
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it works a treat; I now know where these places are :)
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Beautifully rendered indeed, Kim. Thanks
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Such a beautiful poem and glorious photo. Spectacular clouds and scenery. Thank you for taking the time to look back at my Traveler poems. It was amazing. Every morning I sat down and it was like taking dictation, for the whole month. That was my first NaPoWriMo. I did them for eleven years, this year is the first one I missed. So tiiiiiiired.
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The image in the photo is well-served by the images your words create. There is so much beauty in the world, even still.
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Thank you, and yes the world is beautiful!
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lovely ~
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Thank you!
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