Best Wake Up Poems

With the heavy load you suffer
a substance not needed
yet drags you
cushioning your efforts
and deterring your pace, forgetting that
the Train is already moving
with passengers determined
for this journey.

Why get so distracted
by passers-by focused to catch up?
Why are you tossed side to side,
putting you each time,
a step backwards?
Can't...

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Wave at a palm on the other side of ocean,

Hitch a ride on a shooting star.

Reach the peak of Mt. Everest,

Slide belly down with the penguins from the zoo.

Dust the dusk away 

Sing with stars that brighten even the darkest blues

Watch how mirrors turn to...

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standing in line
at the local grocery store. 

I stood there watching people
sighing impatiently and tapping their toes
while typing on their phones. 

I was next, elderly lady ahead 
was paying by check. 

I saw her tremble
as her fragile fingers penned
away her social security check. 

I reached...

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Most mornings I get up before the dawn
Wake up my heart, take coffee to the swing
To feel the thrill each twilight's beauty brings
Endure the rush, as birds sing morning's song

Oh, how I love to watch the morning yawn
Bounce from night's cover as if on a...

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Sometimes, I wake up from Sweet Death’s dull sleep,
And find, I’ve not been living as I could,
My friends tell me they tire of seeing me weep…
I feel like I’m a boy, not flesh, but wood…
My nose is growing long, they seem to think,
Although I speak,...

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Easter Wake-up Call

Jesus ~

When you woke up in the tomb did you smile –
The living prophecy complete -
 As death cowered in your victory?
Throw back your head to laugh in giddiness
As you broke free from burial’s mortal bonds
 Trembling at your feet?
Sing a kingly Psalm...

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Africa, Africa,

Africa Wake up, wake up,
Your time of success is coming,
The future awaits you.
Wake up from your seat & walk,
You're not there to stay.

Africa, Africa,

You have a dream to work on.
Stop sleeping in your dream.
Your friends are heading to their,
Journeys.

Africa, Africa,

The hope is still there,...

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After the funeral mommy closed the door,
"please play," she said," with your doll on the floor;"
and on the bed, she wept a real downpour.
    The room got dark as night,
    soon, I was in moonlight;
    under...

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In the winter of my mind
my heart remains frozen,
memories sweet still unwind
love long forgotten.

Oh, how I remember
such romantic sunsets,
when we held the moon
in enchanting embrace!

Something did sway 
as love soon blossomed,
and left my ambiance
recklessly abandoned.

Flowers in my heart
will curl up and die,
if not awakened soon
by...

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On my darkest Day you make me shine
Forever you will always be mine
The Twinkle in your eyes light up my soul
Your Spirit moves through my body and makes it whole

The virtue you have could change the world
I was a sleeping Volcano and you awaken me
The...

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Violent gale in the quiescent forgotten town
Disturbs the peaceful environment of the citizens
Creating the waiting of something unknown
Violent gale in the quiescent forgotten town
Alive the present daily life with renown
Announcing the creation of new patterns
Violent gale in the quiescent forgotten town
Creating the waiting of something...

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Wake up little “Sleepy head”
It’s time to rise and shine – 
Get up out of that old bed
There are mountains yet to climb. 

Put on your shoes and sweater
Take a walk amidst the trees – 
Come listen to the sound of loons
Wafting in the breeze....

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(This poem is a lightly satirical look back in history at what 
  was known as the Boston Tea Party)


Something's brewing on the Dartmouth
"Are those Mohawks that we see."
No, but over-taxed colonists crying
"Wake up and smell the tea."

England taxed her colonies monies
Which they could...

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Relishing a dream of voyage;
though the sky lit by the glory of rays,
my eyes squinted at the ray
fluttering my lashes says,
not now,don't wake me now.

Impeccable sunlight splattering
on to the window
making a tiny purslane buds to grow.
In a fantasy,I say,
not now,don't wake me now.

Beads of morning...

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A winter morning wakes up with clouds and sun. 
The dim light comes through the window.
Thoughts and feelings mixed up welcome the angel rays greeting us.
Such a delightful moment to 
be appreciated.
Such a touching second to be absorbed by our mind and heart.
Painted in a...

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