Morning(A) Poems - Poems about Morning(A)

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ early morning dew diaphanous glaze coats lawn sun hinted sparkle ...Read the rest...

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Mobile ring tones at morning light, disturb the shapes under covers, the outlined echoes of last night, two star-crossed microphone lovers, drawn from opposite ends of town, yesterday’s pub entertainers, way on down at the Old Three Crowns, they met singing Gloria...Read the rest...

I took the short path, as many do to get to the beach. Loving the beach with it's white sand, a great summertime place for all ages. I could not wait to see the lovely view, the early morning blue...Read the rest...

crisp morning you are full of natural wonder by 10 you are thawed...Read the rest...

birds sing on wing big yawn at dawn sun's out no doubt sunrise rubs eyes gets up makes cup... of tea, felt free! ...Read the rest...

Arrows from bright, unbroken skies are falling down into the eyes of a man who is searching, yearning to find fantastical vistas inside of his mind. The warming rays illuminate for him branching paths from which to choose again– one that's...Read the rest...

I do it often, drag a perfect morning in through the front door of myself and make it a reluctant guest, replace its colors with my own dour palette, drown out its soft voice with noise. It has become a habit, trying to...Read the rest...

Sounds blowing against the window Making waves down the street below Feeling the chill, seizing the day Like a treat of holiday Playing music of yesterday Feeling the beat in every way While prying mouths constantly...Read the rest...

I awaken to shadows outside a soft patter the emerald lawn glistens a screen glows laptop on table waiting for a new poem the day begins with a whisper solitude's embrace with a whisper the day begins waiting for a new poem laptop on table a screen glows the...Read the rest...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Night’s curtain falls, stars fade away, Releasing dreams, keeping sorrows at bay, But with dawn’s first light, so meek and mild, Comes the promise, for every man, woman, and child. Past’s shadows may linger, long and deep, Yet with sunrise,...Read the rest...

My open-ended lines can convey more than one idea. Verse 3, middle line, ends in “I am.” I am both okay (today) & puddles on pavement. whispering birds through wind and light rain no drama of...Read the rest...

Monday morning by the beach Blue water just in my reach Gentle waves like lullabies Singing rhyme before my eyes Temptation of cold, warm feel Washing softly upon my peel Makes me want to undo...Read the rest...

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A fellow poet says don’t start a poem with looking out the window but I am— I am looking out the window to see the lawn outside my window has grown. A neighbor says there are too many verses on love, but restless I tap laptop keys to compose another....Read the rest...