Earliest Poems - Poems about Earliest

In the earliest of morning light When birds have not yet taken flight The sun so low a shadows’ might Escapes an eagle perfect sight When the earth in leisured chill Each valley dank along each hill And longing stripped of lovers' will With every dreamer dreaming still An angel through that black long eve He holds a trembling hand to grieve And in the...

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The thought of you reminds me of what it feels like to scream without a voice To scream and internally feel the words fall deaf Fall deeper down into the pit of my soul I despise you, although I’m sure you don’t remember me The way I feel about you is difficult to put into words I despise you,...

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upon contemplating how to access a lapsed half century woolworth didst weigh more'n five and dime afore i hove up existential ante bell and clapper journeys truncated, predicated, conjugated on abundant buoyant chant eyelids gently shuttered while seated ...

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golden raiment trickling threnody ream hinged present with distant past, that temporarily static surreal moment in time stream the best part of existence, thence I became alive from dormant state, an anachronistic meme now, asper the following afore alluded ditty hie now aim harmoniously exultant exuding...

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Early spring flowers live hurried lives upon the forest floors. As soon as the ground thaws, they peak forth their tiny blooms. Alongside ponds and running streams purple violets are seen. White trilliums and bluebells grace the still brown earth. They only thrive until the canopy thickens with green. Still some blue breaks through and sun dapples its rays. It's Mother...

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I was in a museum. I suppose there were many displays of animals mounted or posed in their realistic forms to show them as they appeared in their natural environment. However, I recall only one display. It is the one that has stayed forever emblazoned on my young impressionistic mind. There in front of me...

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I remember a warm summer morning With the sun shining bright in the sky Its glow making stars out of specks of dust, Floating in shadows as I walked by To the kitchen where mum, already at toil Was busily making fresh fare The aroma of cakes and newly baked bread, Permeating through the air Big brother was at play in the garden, Baby...

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I think I was about two three, cause I remember sitting on my father's knee. We were traveling down and old dirt road, now bear with me as my story will unfold. Things I saw my do I tought were not true, he could crawl up a corner and look down on you. At school he was the...

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Buzzing around the sun Green glistening with skin As I finger-poke for fun And bleed open my sin Brother runs out from the shouts Pouring peroxide on the prick While in the mirror I see the doubts Band-aid wrapping round to stick. Memory fades from there As hallways slip into darkness The mind a wandering hare The heart the harrowing lightness....

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my earliest memory is when I was three for I tried to run away from home you see my sisters used to call me names and tease laugh at me if I fell on my knees they thought it was funny picking on someone small but I did not see the funny side at all but these painful childhood memories I...

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