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Grief Morning Poems

These Grief Morning poems are examples of Morning poems about Grief. These are the best examples of Morning Grief poems written by international poets.


Acid reflux very early morning March 3rd, 2024
Acid reflux ~ very early morning March 3rd, 2024

Ah... nothing more enjoyable
than acidic gastric fluid (bile)
flowing backward into esophagus,
resulting in heartburn, meanwhile
disrupting pleasant dreams,
which phenomena...

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Categories: morning, angst, baptism, body, dream,



Premium Member Bilocation


When light erases the mist falling softly
Against a quiet morning,
Life becomes eager to begin again,
Like the start of something wonderful,
It stirs awake the flames of...

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Categories: morning, appreciation, beautiful, blessing, god,

Premium Member Mourning Morning
The Eastern window is open
and early morning birds sounds
invade the room.
Drawn blinds are no defense
as one after the other
the inevitable rays of light
sneak in around...

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Categories: morning, 12th grade, grief, war,

Premium Member Sunflower Perfect Hearts

Looking forward to the morn,
When peace signals her breathless ascent,
Across the gentle horizon, sunlight
Reflecting the glistening silence, soothing
Like the grief sometimes poured out,
Over the sighing...

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Categories: morning, appreciation, beautiful, blessing, flower,

Premium Member Dew Kissed Dawn

Dew glistens on a frail rose petal,
As grief fades from the dawn,
Exposing the moment when light stirs
Whispering hope on silence gone.
Dew glistens and remembers to...

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Categories: appreciation, light, morning,



Premium Member Breath of Promise

On the stars, glittering
Flippant, playing
Like a robin or a wren – tempting
Summer’s dusk to trembling,
Soothing away each glimmer of the past,
Where hearts will last, forever...

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Categories: appreciation, beautiful, good morning,

morning thoughts
Morning Thoughts

Sunday morning, heavy mist clings to the building
the bay of Cascais is shrouded as a grief-striking widow 
inaudibly her sigh, but her eyes are...

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Categories: morning, atheist, betrayal, blessing,

Premium Member Launch of Autumn's Narrative


After the glistening stars have spoken,
Night has fallen, soft and quiet, with poise,
Reflecting all the hearts that have broken,
Shattered by the winds, such a ghastly...

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Categories: morning, appreciation, autumn, beautiful, good

Premium Member Fading Into Mourning

Collected, like tears – dewy fresh,
Sparkling on the edges of tender leaves,
Kissing away the moon’s embrace,
Cleansing the spirit with trembling sprays,
Gasping lights, reflections of midnight,
Borrowed...

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Categories: morning, appreciation, dark, grief, moon,

On the Dawn of Morning
In this trying time
I try to find courage in living
To feel the essence of my breath
In the  ravaging moments of a conscious treachery
Chaos echoes...

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Categories: morning, blue, books, dark, depression,

Independence Day
That morning
you had asked
your maid
why she wasn't
smiling happily.
Was it not
Independence Day?

She had paused
in her meticulous
dusting of you
priceless paintings.
She had looked 
at you;
dead eyes
set in a
blank...

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Categories: morning, freedom, grief, independence day,

Premium Member The Night Sky Comes Alive
The black velvet sky,  
with diamond dancing stars.  
The full moon,  
shining brightly.  
Morning awaits,   
sun bursting into color....

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Categories: color, dance, moon, morning,

Premium Member Kissed By the Passing Breeze
Have you ever felt the heat,                                       ...

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Categories: cool, july, kiss, morning,

Premium Member Wet Dew
wet dew~what the sun kisses each morning...

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Categories: beauty, day, kiss, morning,

Tomorrow Died Yesterday
Hark! Tomorrow died yesterday, 
Leaving us lost in sorrow and dismay.
The dreams we held, now shattered and torn,
The hopes we had, forever forlorn.

The future we...

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Categories: morning, 11th grade, grief, introspection,


Book: Shattered Sighs