Dawn Poems - Poems about Dawn

crescent smile semblance ...

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Sabbath rest hastens sunset charisma lightens the weekly burdens...

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Early, in the pre-dawn hush I heard the robins sing, and then a sleepy breeze awoke and made the wind chimes ring. Their blended notes in concert sweet soon filled the morning air as on horizon's stage the dawn danced in and waited there. In all her newfound finery, her dress in filmy hues of lavender and...

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Before the Dawn Where were you in the 14th century? In ancient times, it was called philosophy. Their entertainment was the Amphitheatre back in time. Captive in chains as warriors, who could have survived? After the bloodshed, roses were thrown from the crowd. The crowd of violence up high was above the ground. In Roman...

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winter's dormancy pastel dawn painted upon ~ spring's renewed canvas ...

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With a pen and copy, I ponder How dost thou solve thine blunder? Is thy universe just an empty shell? Nothing, but a meaningless hell? I wonder what crossing the ocean might feel. If crossing the bar might heal, the waves that drift me away, for when I am gay. Why must there be dusk? After the dawn. The darkness must've struck, so that the light...

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In springtime, the harmoniuos chirping of the birds awakens me....

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In the diaphanous light of morning, when dawn paints the horizon with golden whispers, The earth rises from its deep slumber, dreaming of the green phantoms of revival, An untamed longing is born deep in my chest, like a firebird spreading its wings, A burning thirst to embrace the world, like a river flowing towards the endless ocean...

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Brackish lichen forms a raft upon the pond, a low haze floats like a moored airship. Small frogs chirrup sotto-voce as if they were dreaming sparrows. Water birds dabble in their sleep. Soon the sun will dash across a drop of dew bursting dams of light. A fisherman in his truck drinks his coffee, rubs his eyes and smacks his lips. He grabs rod and tackle, hopes fat...

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Awaiting she who cares to find this special world where hope resides; the paradise within my mind where dreams were long ago defined, aroused by dawn's alluring show. Throughout the vibrant morning, skies are glowing hues of distant love. The color burst excites my eyes, dispelling anguish in my cries, and leading me where dreamers roam....

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In a world where words are butterflies of light dancing at dawn, The poet becomes an alchemist of shadow, transmuting silence into gold, A beacon spreading its ray through the waves of time's mist, Critic of society, he digs deep into the soil of ignorance with a silver quill. Verses flow like a river of stars through the eternal...

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If on a silent night I were to disappear without a trace, like a dream that dissipates at dawn, No one would notice I had gone, no one would ask where I was or which path I took, The world would continue its course, a perfect mechanism that doesn’t stop for a lost soul, And my words, spoken...

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If I were a baby’s breath I’d be the sigh that bends the wheat as dawn slips by a gentle chinook that softly speaks a river’s pause….. before it breaks the soulful love itself remakes. If I were the moment I'd be the one star that pierces through the dark where moons align and two hearts become a place thoughts dissolve where...

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No moonlight lit the lawn last night. Dark storm clouds hid the sky. I stood, bereft of all that's bright and wondered with a sigh, why light is such a giving thing, while darkness speaks of sorrow. When morning comes, the sparrows sing with joy enough to borrow. But darkness serves to hide the deeds of...

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"Resurrected Dawn" In twilight's hush, where shadows dance, The Dire Wolf's howl, a haunting trance, Echoes through the ravaged land, As humans tremble, at their own hand. The scientists' hubris, a fatal flaw, Unleashed the beasts, in a world gone raw, The T-Rex stalks, with calculated stride, The Triceratops, with armor, does reside. The Pteranodon's wings, a darkening sky, As humans cower, with a desperate...

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