Day In Poems - Poems about Day In

Road work had been finished for the winter on an asphalt strip north of town near a nature preserve. I said good-bye to the hotel owner and he invited me back although the town was a lifetime away from my home. We shook hands. The town wore its history well with a façade of an old west town complete with a jail and post...

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A cold wind has the breath of Antarctica coming up from the south. Snow is falling in the Alps. Small boats huddle in the sheltered corners of the Bay as I make my way towards the foreshore and the spray swept pier. In the far distance, gulls wheel inside a shaft of sunlight gathering gold on joyous wings. Suddenly, something leaps up from out of...

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It was only a sprig of red berries poking through a mantle of snow. But something in their quiet defiance— so small, so sure, so bold— stopped me in rushing mid-stride, as if beauty had broken some sealed place inside me, and light, unbidden, had found a way in. The world went quiet around me except for the whispered ticking of snow melting on my coat. The berries...

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The air is heavy— like a warm, wet blanket wrapped around everything. The sun? Hiding behind a cloud, like it doesn’t want to deal with the day. The Brahmaputra flows— slow, wide, calm. It mirrors the dull sky, grey and tired like it skipped breakfast. The trees don’t move. Not even a whisper of wind. Just leaves, soaked with sweat, hanging there like they’ve given up. The cicadas...

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"Somewhere beyond the sinkhole, past the magnolia, under the live oaks, a boy and a yearling ran side by side, and were gone forever." ~ Marjorie Kinnan Rowlings, from The Yearling In heights above, see a dazzling sun. Drink fresh air.  It's time you must awake. Arise, make for the stream by the lake. On youthful legs, take flight and...

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“So fickle are Earth weather schemes; help Winter steal Springtime's new dreams.” ...

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2025.3.27 For me, it will be the last swimming day in the beach. I came here to enjoy the nature for one hour. Time flies so fast, it breaks my heart. It was not long ago, Two brand new swim suits added to my wardrobe. I maximised them and used them weekly. Now, chances to swim in the sea, Will be very...

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A day spring day 1952 It was a day in April, the boy sat by the milk ramp waited for the man, who drove from farm-to-farm, collecting milk for the Dairy in local town There was only one type of milk he knew of it was full fat and tasted smooth and creamy He, became...

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My daily routine. Every day, as always, Wake up at four. Start the chores. Go to the gardens, Do some maintenance. Visit the M Central Play the piano. One hour goes past, Enjoy some breakfast. Go to the library, Take up space, Use the computer/internet, Lunch with meal set. In the arvo, Play more and more piano. Otherwise, visit "Maker Space". Do some embroideries For the rest of the day. What a wonderful day...

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On a perfect sunny day, gulls play over the bay. A breakaway to a perfect hideaway went estray. On the beach water sprays on those that lay in its way. 2/14/2025...

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A day in Cascais Storms and rain have blown away Green grass grows on cracked pavement This place was once a low-slung hill With small farms and animals The landscape disappeared under concrete Apartment blocks and shops A tree-lined avenue, the town’s pride Up-rooted trees from somewhere else Re-planted The trees found rich soil, have big leaves Looks great in spring Is this progress, but...

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Oy vey iz mir, one day in the life of a common house broken schmeckle..., who did pötschke and squander many an opportunity to become a mensch instead he became persona non grata condemned to a history of misery, not unlike Doctor Hyde and Mister Jekyll, where friends, Romans countrymen did heckle. After all said and done, I best have stayed safe and sound in...

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At dawn, she wakes, the sun gently whispers, A new day unfolds, full of hopes and blisters. A Nigerian girl, dreams so bright, In the labyrinth of life, she's ready to fight. SSCE and JAMB, hurdles she faced, GCE now awaits, her journey's not erased. Admission letter, a promise of tomorrow, Yet in her heart, lingers...

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my legs welcome the warmth of the Kansas sun bird with a screech makes weird noises sweat bee hovers close to my left ear I swat at it with my notebook clouds are moving tremendously slowly an asymmetrical opening shows light blue sky this peephole is surrounded by brilliant white have clouds always been this pristinely graceful? dog brings up empty water bottle...

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Practicing how to breathe, when there's a shortness of breath.A slow rhythm in the background calms me down, when a void tried to look into me.I was up alone yet again while the demons of the night visited me. Has it been a year now since sleep has become paralysing.I dared something much deeper within...

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