Best Wide Awake Poems

Crying River (The Untold Ballad) 

Undercover waters of rain dash
Cold children, no smiling splash
Tragic sobs, epic force of the mountain rain
Beautiful as it may seem...

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~Under the Same Moon~

P.D.
Our days are different, living under the same moon
Down here in TEXAS, life carries a different tune
This world spins on its lovely...

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i wait at the river for the cry of the loon
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Wintry days were turning mild.
After the harsh stormy days.
     Still not a sound could be heard
     Except...

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I was going on a blind date and walked across town
The weather wasn’t kind, rain was pouring down
It was my friend’s sister and he arranged...

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Sad broken boy
When will you become a man
You try flying high
wishing you were Peter Pan
But you don’t understand 
the stuff you’re putting in your veins
...

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When I was a little girl, Granddad and I spent many summer evenings together sipping lemonade and swinging back and forth on his vintage metal...

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Goodnight my dear boy and what's that you say?
You want me to chase the bad monsters away?
Well, I'll tell you a tale that may just...

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O, black and potent beverage
each morning that I rise
you give me greater leverage
you make me strong and wise

O, elixir of higher thought
rejuvenate my mind
I percolate...

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I awoke  after hearing a noise on the roof of the cottage, it sounded like a couple of seagulls, probably fighting over a piece...

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One night while I was sleeping
The bed began to shake
I knew right then without a doubt
That I was wide awake

Here they come once again 
To...

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Often I wonder, is it worth it 

Opening my eyes to blurred red numbers each morning,
broken lines of early hour countings,
as gloomed darkness peers through...

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Nothing is like riding this tornado,
wild and twisting, away that we go.
Oh, it is so magical, this adventure,
whipping around, an enchanted blur,
we are more than...

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I'm laying in bed and it's daylight now. 
Thanksgiving, a week away. 
Always hopeful slumber will eventually fade to dreams,
I finally give up and get...

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"I read the news today, oh boy" - Beatles 

apocalyptic revelations spinning 'round inside my head/have me tossing keep me turning wide awake upon my...

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