Karen Jones Poet Free verse

Morning’s Muse

It’s 5am here and 2am there
I’m up with the blue birds
Pulling the word worms from my mind
Wiggling out seeking the soil 
We all want to be planted in
We all desire to be made whole

Golden sun slowly rises on horizon
And I find it inviting
If I could swallow it
Would I be enlightened 
Would I no longer seek human vices
Musings of a early morning mom

Peeling back thoughts like
Covers sheets on a queen’s bed
Always hoping to be better than I am
Always growing despite feeling damned
Why fight against emotions they are like a sail
Can take you only so far if you are brave enough to care

A bird bathes my ears in his yellow song
Welcoming and charming tweets so strong
This bird’s heart is sure of his plight
Despite dark hearts his song is of light

So nature has lessons I need to learn
Like fire is hot touch it not or burn
Trust in God for His ways are not our own
Like the little bird does as he creates nurtures home

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Hilda Greenhough April 27, 2024 at 11:14 PM I like your poem, particularly the little singing bird. We learn from nature and work to improve. I liked these thoughts. Karen Jones April 28, 2024 at 7:21 AM So happy you read and like it Hilda. Thanks

Christina Bowring April 25, 2024 at 9:22 AM Such a beautiful and inspiring poem dear Karen. Love your early morning musings. ‘ We all desire to be made whole’. How true! I love the line,’ A bird bathes my ears in his yellow song’ and the last line especially. We truly can learn so much from God’s beautiful, nature world. Really enjoyed this delightful read from you. Thank you for sharing. Hugs and blessings xx Karen Jones April 28, 2024 at 7:20 AM Thank you Christina!

Vijay Pandit April 24, 2024 at 5:53 AM Beautiful images of dawning, Karen. A delightful poem you wrote. Karen Jones April 24, 2024 at 6:03 AM Vijay thank you so much!

Silent One April 24, 2024 at 4:45 AM This poem is a poignant exploration of the quiet moments before dawn, where the mind is alive with introspection and the soul yearns for connection. The metaphor of 'word worms' being pulled from the mind, and the desire to be 'planted in' the soil of belonging and wholeness, evoke a sense of searching and growth. Karen Jones April 24, 2024 at 6:03 AM Silent One your elegant comment is deeply appreciated! Thank you!