Lullabies Poems - Poems about Lullabies

Morning dew in my newly bloomed red clover cloak A warm breeze kissing my cheek I want to bathe in the sunshine This creature that I am tasting the first sweets of spring I want to hide away in the moss growing beneath my feet To grow up into the branches of this cherry tree Would she be my shelter Please don't...

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Today I’m grateful for lullabies. Those love songs our parents sang to us each night before we slowly closed our eyes…. Those same lullabies that even now when a new days about to start still play softly in our ears and soothe our waking heart ...

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The sun has taken a day off, sleeping in blankets of silver while the Earth dances a slow pirouette, like the venerable ballerina she is, on her axis. I ponder the grayness while thinking of haiku to pass the time, wondering of what the sun dreams during its times of solar slumber. A rose awakens, blooming...

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God hears the broken ...

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Did silent lullabies make you fall asleep peacefully while some child of your blood squealed in his cradle: He was left alone. He wished you had stayed longer and yearned for a better life. You gave him promises, You gave him hopes, But none of those came true Until he realized it was a hoax. Did you...

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Children's Poems II - Lullabies These are poems for children and poems about children and their mothers, fathers, grandmother, grandfathers and extended families. Sappho's Lullaby by Michael R. Burch for Jeremy Hushed yet melodic, the hills and the valleys sleep unaware of the nightingale's call while the dew-laden lilies lie listening, glistening... this is their night, the first night of fall. Son, tonight, a woman...

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When days reflect like the veil of nightfall, once bright eyes, like somber stars fail to glow. World looks so big, but your soul feels so small, as deep sighs mimic heartbeats breathing slow. Before the storm absorbs my spirit's hope, I search beyond weeping shadows of clouds, counting my blessings to help weak mind cope. Faith always finds me when I'm...

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Today I’m thankful for raindrops and lullabies and how a thunderstorm would always bring my mom into my room…and how a lullaby she’d sing It’s a memory I cherish…one I will forever keep how even on the scariest nights she’d sing me off to sleep. And I’m thankful in my life for how often this occurs…. when raindrops in the evening..make...

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In the world where melodies resides, Where notes and rhythms flows, There lies a song, a timeless guide, An orchestra of the divine. It starts with a whisper, soft and low, A gentle hum that stirs the soul, A melody that begins to grow, A seed of music taking its toll. From the depths of hearts it springs, A chorus of emotions, it sings, With...

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There is a special kind of love, A gift from the heavens above; A profound bond forever binding, A love that's always reminding. Of how my presence brings smiles to your face, And how my love fills up so much space. An overwhelming love of mama, A love so pure, there's no drama. And when I find...

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in the glitter of the night when the moon has cast its net over one and all ~ swaying to symphonies rehearsed stars will dance their million virtues and the midnight breezes will serpentine towards distant lullabies of mermaids seek they will hoping to find the enchantress who forever conspires in the dark with unworldly deities AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on July 6,...

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*** A DAISY TALE *** A single, wild, tiny daisy Less than a thumbnail in size, swaying side to side In the slight, burning whiffs of a summer’s breeze, Growing out from next to the house, From the corner where the front and side gray, stone walls of the house meet. She climbs her way on out...

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Here I lie, enshrouded by the orangery aura cast by the fading rays of a setting sun I have long waited for sunrise I sit at the brink of yesterday wrapped in the arms of this lingering night, I await it's ambience to descend on me like warm sunrays Here I wait, my heart benumbed, my soul in hibernation I await rebirth, singing lullabies to the moon, attempting to...

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These are lullabies I have written as poems. Midnight Lullaby by Michael R. Burch I. A measureless rhythm rules the night— few have heard it, but I have shared it, and its secret is mine. To put it into words is as to extract the sweetness from honey and must be done as gently as a butterfly cleans its wings. But when it is captured, it...

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**Dedicated to the one I love the most** Give me your hand before we cross the street wait, let me bend down to fix your laces. I'll hold your hand while you look up at me your fourth birthday, and a cake to put your face in. The monsters under your bed, don't worry they can't exist when mommy saves the...

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