Best A New Day Poems
A new day, a new world, a new tomorrow
Shades of painted corners
face these inward fears
Now drenched in today’s worries,
as flat as the cornerstone of suffering
caught within boundaries along wasting moments,
crying blanket feelings,
pounding on the walls of despair
“leaving fist prints like so many discarded roses”
Calling out to the endless deafness
“Time it does not heal,
scars merely cut deeper”,
in echoes among the tapered distance
Fog engulfs the melody, slowly chasing
after poetic symphonies
playing from a southern direction
“vertical compass points from there to here”
Your weary hand trembles
violently as it reaches, pleads
where a monochrome sun sets,
beyond the chosen horizon
in heart shaped vistas and sweet tea landscapes
Trust grows in amber glowing beacons
waving banners of solitude
“free flowing fabric beckoning in longed for motions”
You force the stoic front door open,
creaking hinges scream, fears cup beneath your chest
Breathing in the stench of the past
but lured by the fragrance of the future
Where sorrow drowns in cascade pools,
pain hides where it can not be found
and he waits to lift you beyond the darkness
“and you find you have wings, safely within his opened arms”
Now floating towards a white picket gate,
swinging freely beneath the arbor,
once a collection of lattice work shadows, dark lines
on a desolate earth, now a tapestry
of blooms, woven among long dreamt dreams and
clover leaf wishes revealing a pathway
to the beginning of
“a new day, a new world, a new tomorrow”
3/22/17
Written for the New Day poetry contest
Sponsored by Nayda Ivette Negron
Streetlight shadows, sentinals of the night
Give up their posts
Secrets safe
Crescent Moon, Venus in tow
Sighs its last breath
Waning on the horizon
Newspapers flop at doors, car exhaust
Once more bubbles
In the sunrise
Thoughts of commerce, or lack of it
Fill heads with coffee
Below the bridge, alongside the river
Ducks push out a few feet
Stirred by the homeless
Searching for firewood
Lights flicker in tall buildings
Hoping this will be the day
My thoughts turn to rhubarb pie
In season now
Freshly
Baked.
Away all sorrow
Move swiftly into the past
Today's a new day
Wanting only happiness
Tomorrow is further still...
Luna fades to dream
As the sleepy Earth's eyelids
Begin to flutter...
Her grateful kiss moistens the dawn, raised arms embrace the sun.
A light like fire burns for all time, a new day has begun.
When Sunday morning’s church bell chimed, brisk steps tapped with the song.
Gray walls of stone held prayers within, stained glass cast shadows long.
She stood hunched low prisoned by sin, carved statues froze her feet.
A face of slate hid darkest fears, her path walked in defeat.
A voice of hope from prayer spoke clear, love shined from grace unbound.
With arms held high and knees bent low, soul praised without a sound.
On high, she saw gold haloes glow and wings spanning blue sky.
This Sunday morn behind church doors, to hate she said goodbye.
With love, each new day to explore becomes a welcomed gift.
The world around her is her church, God’s beauty does uplift!
Heavenly song floats from high perch, the birds know all too well
God’s love brought forth a melody from Sunday’s old church bell.
Then when the bells toll solemnly, she’ll rise to a new song;
bell’s chime will call to other souls as new days come along.
for Isaiah's Interlocking Rhyme Contest, 1/24/15
orange light fills sky
summoning day to break.....
a new day begins
Penned July 1st. 2015
A NEW DAY
The start of a brand new day,
Another beginning,
A fresh start in the morning
What will today bring?
Will it bring rags or riches?
Nobody knows for sure.
What unexpected things life brings,
But harmony peace and gentleness,
Who could want more?
Respect, good wishes and kind words,
Is important and we adore.
Gentleness is needed,
And helps you through the day,
Caring and gentle people,
Who have good things to say.
Making a peaceful world,
Is important to us all,
Love, respect and honesty,
We need forever more!
I search and i fight,
in hopes of new light.
And to the ones who fight,
For this light,
Even though there could come a fright,
With a smile i show you my delight.
I, you, and they hope for what may
Untill the new day.
If tears were rain
A river would find me
Drowning
Drifting away
Though love is pain
Can’t leave it behind me
Yearning
Wanting to stay
Where will it end
Can rainbows be certain
Waiting
Learning to pray
Sun, be my friend
Tear open the curtain
Hoping
To see a new day
A NEW DAY
after a long walk on the road i paved for myself i stand awhile to look ahead, see the dusk silently descend with the twilight gleam on the horizon, look back through the spreading haze of oblivion, see the fading faces recede behind the veil of silver dust i raised on my way in happy journey to where i am now at the near end of the road on the fringe of nowhere where the sapphire night is falling like the mist of dreams with the hue of the stardust marking for me a mystique road shining with patina of joy i shall follow, go beyond the unseen horizon to meet the new sun rising with the tapestry of colors in my sky unfurling a new day for me i will traverse until the golden sun sets to rise again
on flushing meadow
pearls of morning dew sparkle
faces rise from dust
June 7, 2018
I awoke quickly nearing dawn
I jumped from bed to hurry on
I watched as sunstrokes soon were gone
leaving rosed paintings they had drawn.
On new day's path , I ran with glee
each moment a new mystery
breeze in my hair made me feel free
a Zepher perhaps I shall be
Akin to wind, I'll fly so far
and mingle with the morning star
I'll catch some sunbeams in a jar
to spill at dusk where shadows are
I need to gather the last light
before the day turns into night
Been a life trenching year,
Several trials my soul has faced,
Aching, and paining and brutal injuries
Left me strife ridden,
In an ocean blue of self empathy,
Coerced myself to turn a new page,
Finally got on to writing for a change,
Having faith in what's good for myself.
Stand up and give this glorious life a try!
Heaven only knows what served on a plate called life,
Covid 19 has put as all in a cage,
Learning, to play honest is de facto brave,
Read books of the old dusty shelf,
A newfound tranquility in my soul I've earned,
Calming the blizzard and hailstorm,
Left with a piece of a fulfilled day.
8/12/20
Your Soul In 2020 Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Chantelle Anne Cooke
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A champagne sky
peeks through the mist
This weary morning
lightly kissed
With thoughts of you
my heart has missed
A new day
comes to be
As clouds now fade
to scenes of blue
Reflecting in
the morning dew
My eyes still long
that wondrous view
When you are
who I see
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Rosebuds; break of day brightness
awakened fledglings from sleep.
A resting songbird breathes deep
from nursling black and white time
as a wisp of light prances
around scallop-trimmed leaflets,
in concert with elapsed time.
Another sunrise is the world saying hello.
It’s promising a fresh beginning.
Turn the page on yesterday.
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: 1st place 2026, 2nd place 2026, 3rd place 2026