Morn Poems - Poems about Morn

... Dawn waves with a smile that astounds She says 'Good morning' without a sound She sleeps when most are wide awake, And wakes when most are fast asleep She shouts across the horizons that a n......Read the rest...

...National day 25 of April Portugal's national day It so happened my ship, birthed that day a night Lisbon didn't sleep Great Jubilation whores gave their wares for free thieves didn't steal ......Read the rest...

...What’s born will die, we know this but heart says something’s amiss, in as there is more to us, than fears of mind that nonplus. When we dream, senses recede, yet thoughts refuse to concede r......Read the rest...

...Gentle zephyr, now caress me like the tender words which ere he whispered to me, so did beguile  to let him stay a little while and dine the night from my fruit tree. We’ll sail my yacht, we t......Read the rest...

...Gardening is my all-time favorite hobby. Early morning I get into my garden after my coffee. There the plants greet me with a smile. That’s the moment I feel my efforts are worthwhile.......Read the rest...

...April Twenty Third By Franklin Price 04/23/2024 Today is April twenty three It is the best day of my life Happy Birthday to you Barbara You are my dear departed wife You are still here w......Read the rest...

... Quote by: Tom Woody Poem by: Mystic Rose Every sunset closes the door on a day of pain and sorrow. And each sunrise opens a window to a fresh, new start. What will you do with your......Read the rest...

...Larks still sweetly sing at the rising of each morn Inviting memories to flood my damaged heart. Fear not the passing of my time, you whispered, dear Embrace the life we shared, the one you have t......Read the rest...

...Tho’ albeit late, Night already turned to morn’, Tears, as the sun rise; One thing I wish to return, To say “I love you, as well”.......Read the rest...

... Twas daybreak as this bright morn I rose Greeted at breakfast by my darling Rose A brief time together as by seven I've left Out to the garden, the street and then left Along cobbled paths wh......Read the rest...

...Maybe it's the memories Of the places far from here Or the soft, distant whispers From the ones no longer near That wakes you up at midnight Many miles from yesteryear The moon will change co......Read the rest...

...Invisibly tortured courtesy existential nihilism Psyche wracked with agony impossible mission to extricate lovely bones they wanna remain permanently abed. I chiefly function to amass knowled......Read the rest...

...Seasons of the morn' The sweet taste of life's palate Where latent dreams form. ......Read the rest...

...penning soul’s musings each morn spontaneously arising from within rhythm in heart is magically born causing poetry in mind to spin there then thus is no one here all that is, is but universal......Read the rest...

... Thank you, Mom for a kitchen floor, sparkling clean. You make me smile, you are my heart’s very gleam! Each fun-filled, glorious day, is just ours together. It really matters, not to us......Read the rest...