Long Morningtide Poems

The Sinai Rose finch, oblivious to the commotion in the nearby city, busily gathered dry grass and floral fodder to repair her nest, disturbed by a human behemoth, snatching the thorny brambles which hid the...

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Our God is bountiful because the dove alights,
saturates, as if oiling our joints, softening the countenance,
our hands and feet that bear our cross.

My God bestows gifts, different than silver and gold,
yet worth more than those,...

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Contest:  Eight Words				Sponsor: Emile Pinet		6-16-23
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Eight Words

WISTFUL FEELINGS,
 An expression of MELANCHOLY DEPRESSION,
Wake in winsome gloom of a GLOOMY sheath
Cluttered with roving remnants 
 Of GRIM recollections
That SHROUD an anguished woundedness
In WITHDRAWN silence
To bind my...

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Bluebonnet, bluebonnet, blooming anew
Proudly and loudly, your entrance you make,
Infant of nature asplash in the dew.

Brighting the day as you burst into view
Fresh as the sunrise, delight of daybreak
Bluebonnet, bluebonnet, blooming anew.

Fair in a fairy-tale...

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When it’s miserable and dreary
Cold, dark, cloudy and rainy
Seems liquid desolation is unfurled
Along with all the weight of the world

A void grows exponentially with morningtide
As I wither in torment from endless rain outside
And that’s when...

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As sunrise silently
marinaded morningtide meadows,
our lips flowed like two streams,
merging within an exclusive estuary

so we set home upon the river bed.

At first we floated like butterflies in Babylon,
deaf to the squawks of mercenary crows,
blind to...

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As morningtide folded in the day
there was something about it
that lured me in its depths

the moon still visible
was satiated 
as my mind is
on thoughts of you

I could feel you
fingering every inch of me
in the rise...

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The sky was an iron skillet
To heaven it crept and filled it
Swallowed the color from every eye
An iron skillet was the sky

The earth no glint of morning touched
Fields swept black, the horizon crushed
To dawn the...

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As the bold sun rises with grace
Sparse soft light stretches wide and afar
Across flower's sweet scented field's mace
Powder blue clouds hide night's Dog Star

Damp murmurs of sleepy birds are heard
As the bold sun rises with...

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Raindrops on the rosebud,
And battlefields of blood,
And earth and sky in darkness,
And house and hill sparkless.

And shadow in the meadow,
And violets down below;
And birds sing to wood and dale
Of a recurring love tale!

The world yet...

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The dawn's morningtide lavender mistiness,
Cloaked the deep emerald fields and woods,
And mother nature wore good morning smiles,
In gay fragrant blooms, all colors and styles.
The happy moments danced daylight together,
All along the golden paved streets of...

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