Best Waking Up Poems

Every morning, before my caffeine 
I enjoy waking up with Ilene.
No, it's not what you think -
I wake up with her INK;
The fun thoughts of her daily routine!

She writes poems day out and day in,
With an admirable discipline.
Every day, a new post
Of the topic that...

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I waken to a rush of sound and light.
Somebody honks a horn as cars whiz past.
My friend has driven us into the night
and to a place where life is moving fast.

I sit upright so I might take it in.
The skyline is a smear of pulsing...

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The sun sneaked through the curtain,
And lightened up the place,
Where you'd normally lay your head.

And as I lay alone, beside you,
I can almost feel your breath,
Upon the back of my neck.

I drag myself into the day,
And for a second I see you in the mirror,
Sitting...

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i was sleeping to be a beauty
struggling to be a queen
i was carrying the dead weight
of having no self-esteem.

my self worth had diminished
i did not seem to care
all i wanted was his love
i wanted him to care.

i felt sorry for myself
rock bottom i had hit
the...

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Sat in rows dressed for summer, we convene to talk about winter and death. There are four screens in the room.
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Dew slips down the gentle leaf,
Unburdened by the sunlight’s reflecting
Grace over the mountains, misty
With remembrance, beautiful like the burning
Wonder of a painting, only these colors
Can’t be created by any hand other than the One
Who created the stars, the dew, the sun…
The One who created grace...

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I open my eyes.
All around me,
everything is unfamiliar:
unfamiliar wallpaper,
unfamiliar white leather sofa,
unfamiliar country.
I moved here to teach,
and here I am learning
that I’m underprepared,
underqualified,
underdressed,
and hungover.
 
He wouldn’t let me leave last night,
you see.
As the party was dying,
I coloured his bathroom
with oversweet Georgian wine
and washed down chicken...

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I remember thinking to myself, you can get a  good night's sleep even after a bad day.

It was 3 years ago today when I woke up, packed my belongings and left for good.
You were standing there at the bus stop and asked me how...

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Death doesn't exist,
We never die,
We just sleep
And awake again
In the garden of eden.

Who sleeps first
And who sleeps last,
We all have to sleep
One moment in time,
But we all wake up again
In the place of no sorrow.

Our dearest who slept already
Will wait for us to sleep,
When the...

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In the dream my nightmare strikes,
With human faces like zombies,
Hairy and teeth like vampires,  
Deep in the jungle beneath the caves.
I tried to run but my feet were stuck,
Something holding them down,
The scream wouldn’t come out,	
And fear took the best of me.


In the midst...

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Waking up on the street.

Oh my stomach hurts!
What's that smell?
What time is it?
Where am I?
Should I get up?
Who cares anyway?

What can I eat?
Where can I go?
Sir can you help me?
Why do you look at me like that?
Oh!
That smell is me!
Yuck!
Who cares anyway?

Oh my back hurts!
Can...

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Waking up in Heaven


Her arms wide in open fields of green with loving lavender skies a beauty queen
With towering trees a scented scene admits reverberating running rivers serene
She takes her first-morning yawn spreading her spirit thru the luscious living lawn
White Arabian horses with carriage drawn...

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Waking up to despair,
sadness,
bone-tired at war with a beeping alarm clock,
an alarming list of immediately urgent responsibilities
without an opportunity in sight,
or at least not this first despairing fright,
at end of night.

If this sounds familiar
as at least your normal Monday through Friday,
you probably need a better...

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Waking next to you –
O World within my arms,

How can a man have more
Than what I have before me?

I wonder if your sleeping soul,
Wrapped warmly in the blanket folds,

Knows too how warmly wrapped you are
Within this tender heart....

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Here's another story about my granny
And, of course, it's always true
What kind of question is that?
Do you think I'd lie to you?

You see, my granny had this problem
That our family tried to keep hidden
She was a compulsive sleep walker
What do you mean?, no, I'm not...

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