Morning Poems

The Mad World..... 


I want to live peacefully in this world
but this mad world never allows me to do so
When I wake up in the morning the sun doesn't arise
When I go to bed in the night the moon doesn't...Read More

weeping cherry trees
drooping branches pale pink buds -
cemetery trill

1/24/2020
A Nature Themed Haiku with Color Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Tania Kitchin
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Love, I miss you so much.
Where are you, where is your touch.
I want to get lost in your eyes, like the clouds in the wind.
I lost my trust and belief, I want to find you and bind.

Love, I want to...Read More

Shine as bright as the daylight sun,
or glow softly like the night moon.
The moon is never jealous of the sun.
She knows why she glows.
As he knows, that she counts the cycles
of his rising and his setting.
 
inspired  
by Memnon...Read More

	 	Lagniappe 
 
Wide plantation shutters open 
  With the laziness of 
 	Summered streams 
To blink against the shimmering reflections 
 Of brilliant midday 
   Dancing on the cobblestones, 
  	Mingling 
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I JUST GAVE IT MY ALL

I’m a professional ranter; I just give it my all
But; not sure on the next day of walking tall

I’m just so emotional lay it down just as it is
As to my sanity; well' that ain't...Read More

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A halo of amber, the clouds to ignite
Still in the heavens this cold winter day
Rose petal whispers, a scent wafts in flight
Meandering softly to take me away

Dreaming horizons in quiet repose
Morning awakens, sweet cantaloupe lace
Azure reminders in Chantilly bows
Warm the...Read More

Nicolae Ceausescu

Blood on morning dew

Severed neck for fascist crimes

As justice rings in freedom’s chimes


24th January

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                                   early morning sun

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Gone are the times when we did play
when laughter swept us through the day 
when sunshine filled the world we knew 
with petals wet from morning dew 
with lilac trees and sagebrush brooms
and e'er the sweet honeysuckle blooms

What would I...Read More

Sex Hex
by Michael R. Burch

Love’s full of cute paradoxes
(and highly acute poxes).

Love
by Michael R. Burch

Love is either wholly folly,
or fully holy.

Nun Fun Undone
by Michael R. Burch

Abbesses'
recesses
are not for excesses!

Here and Hereafter
by Michael R. Burch

Life’s saving graces are love, pleasure, laughter...Read More

In the morning
the thing I dislike most
is the nasty smell 
of burning toast
the stink of it
gives me a fit
a lousy way
to start the day
please pop that toast 
before it burns
you know the stench
makes me squirm...Read More

After the sun bleeds 
colors into the sky white
stars are scattered like 

diamonds thrown across 
the violet black. The night seeps
into edge of morning

and a thread of light spills
like churned buttery cream.
Mottled pink is brushed

against linen clouds,
inking the faded shades...Read More

III.
There must be a hundred, silent and cruel,
a slow-moving wave as the night grew cool,
Rose had a shotgun, to blast out her hate,
yet Sol remained steady, motioned her to wait.

He didn’t shoot, he had planned out this trick,
just drew a...Read More

What is winter in Jamaica like?
When you were shivering the entire night
What is winter in Jamaica like? 
When you have no heating all night
Couples bundle up underneath the covers
Trying to keep each other warm
But the covering was so thin
It kept...Read More

Stop at your morning Coughing Shop
To spread some flu bugs, germs we could swap
It's only right to share
Spread germs through the air
It's a hang out for the flu transmittal nonstop




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They walk a different path each morning
as a new day’s begins to glow..
They fill a picnic basket and they drive
It doesn’t matter where they go.

They gather with their friends and family 
to spend a moment or two.
sometime they sit
sometimes they...Read More

Oh golly,the welcomed feel of that warm paper cup in your hand!
That aroma of both the cup and the paper, to me, is just grand.

The Barista made the coffee just so perfect to your liking.
You carry it down the street,...Read More

The morning skies looked dark and dangerous upon the wild shore. Mist rolled in upon the waves. She stood and looked in silence as the waves broke over the rocks. What she thought was movement was no more.
 Deep in...Read More

I watched you from the shore
as you walked into the inky black sea
the moonlight illuminating the shape of you.

I listened to the sound of the waves
as they rolled gently onto the shore
then there was only silence.

And in the morning
I watched...Read More

A full moon punches a hole in the darkness
the stairs (like my bones) creak on my way to bed
I know I shall not sleep well for fear of death.

I am greeted by a blinding new sun-
as it creeps through the...Read More

night snow
  moccasin silent 
tumbles down
  landing without feet...
smiles in the sunlight
  as morning curtains peek...Read More

Oh Babu, relate to us how you stay so still
Followers none do you require
Shun us all like needless chaff

While you dance within fairy fields of your own making.

Laugh you loud at my complaining tomes
Written hand wringing of wrongs laid down
Through...Read More

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Come walk with me
to a heart beat in blossom
Dance in the streets
of a new foreign town

Welcome the evening
with moon beams now swaying
Under the stars
when there’s no one around

Singing a song
to a melody’s whimper
Sigh on the eve
of our first kiss delight

Wander...Read More

I just can’t get over this unsettling feeling
 That has my spirit reeling
I just cannot get over this unsettling feeling
That keeps me yearning
If someone had hit me with a stone
Then I would have taken the blow and groan
If someone had...Read More