Dawn Poems - Poems about Dawn

Early each morn before the dawn she primps and prettifies shadows her eyes lines her brows lipstick applies rouges her cheeks powders her nose lacquers her hair files then paints her nails fingers and toes pampers places it never shows and every night washes it all away only to do it go through it all over again exactly the same at sunrise the very next day ...

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Dark green hills hugged up tight to black sea night, Can see break-o-day light Hear white gulls soaring into flight Daub the dawn with dabs of white...

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'twas on a matopoeic morn woken by the crack of dawn fell out of bed 'pon my head feeling floored and quite forlorn but yet again all at sea afloat on board a boat by an ocean wave my sleep was wrecked when debunked and then decked ...

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The lovely sea sparkles in the haunting light of the moon. Waves of deep cerulean crash against the jagged rocks. Sand of the purest white guards the vast shores. The path of the moon drifts along the glistening surface. A light spray of the twilight sea kisses my face. Amidst the sea, in the rhythmic swells swims a silver dolphin. The...

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The air slowly fills with curly pungent wafts of steam billowing up from a hot freshly brewed cup of coffee. Raising the baton to conduct the dawn chorus of bird songs and plans mulled to begin. I love to see and feel the ringlet tufts of steam getting up my nose, blurring and opening up my eyes, like a curtain raise, to conduct...

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YOU MEAN LIKE PETERS BOSS OF BOSSES DETROIT HITMAN OBSESSED WITH BEING BIG PAULIE THE MAKING OF JOHN GOTTI BOSS OF ALL BOSSES INCLUDING BIG DON OF CLASSIC SCUM PAYOFFS BRIBES BULLYING CAR BOMBS IGNITING MY FACE CRUSHING MY SKULL STOP TERRORISTS THREATS DON BELIEVING HE COULD IMPERSONATE MY DECEASED FATHER BORN SEPTEMBER 1942 HE...

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THE LIGHT BEFORE DAWN. In the garden of life, our paths crossed, and everything bloomed. Your presence is my guiding star; through life's raging storms, our love remains unbroken. You're the sweet melody echoing in my heart, if I could, I would listen to it for the rest of my life. Throughout the hardships, you're the little flower that refuses to die in...

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Ahh… drink in the dawn… waking moments, delicious … savor the bluebird’s song ...

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Summer Dawn Theatre ...

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May peace follow you-said the half naked lady that breathed life into the night Return the calm you took from me, fair lady of the sky Every night I see you- Just as I saw you with my lover, And just as I saw you with my grief Become new or I will cease the dark- the dark permitting your presence My...

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magnetised palms and tingling feet collaborate with our third eye moon and the sun bring forth cool heat toroidal heart lets out a sigh our breath outpost, tip of the nose signals readiness for action although we remain in repose all nodes within form gain traction present in the eternal now the vast ocean observes the waves each God-spark smiles and takes a...

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Sproing! What's that? Joyful sun, shining brightly, ready for some fun, radiant and sprightly. Will my mom make me pancakes, or will I scarf down Frosted Flakes before I romp 'neath your warmth all day to find out just how much one boy can play, and before I grow tired, at last, and rest, but first reluctantly get undressed to avoid mother's frightful wrath. I deign to...

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*Phosphorous, Morning Star, has overcome night’s stellar reign and its *lunar embrace. Awakening, I can hear nature’s hum while *myriad flowers are showing their grace. They *lilt in a breeze that’s beckoning me. I follow a path worn and *serpentine. Across some long grass on my way I see two garter snakes *slither; round rocks they twine, but brief is my fright. I’m...

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