Water Morning Poems

As twilight’s veil begins to gently lift,
The fading grays give way to golds and blues. 
And colors mark the waves as shadows shift,
Reflective of a...

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All morning
the river wore a thick fog
along its length, until 
a great looming shape emerged,
tall, gliding almost soundlessly
towards me, becoming the bow 
of a ship...

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From the morning papers


We read the woman, a former actress
who stole a prince and was hated by the kingdom
is a duchess selling jam and pottery
Her...

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In morning’s dim light
Water says ‘please, let me too,
have my rainy day’

Watch... as sprinkling ends
Sun turning drops into mist
Then, see light sparkling.

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Sun returns, ruling
Nature rising,...

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Sunrise and already the water 
is being seared with a glow 
as if under a grill. 
You can feel the heat building
in the morning air,...

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Dew drops grace green grasses
Soothing like my pearly power shower
I choose the right outfit for an orange day
Under the fruit bowl by Vincent Van Gogh...

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The shower is where we go to get dirty 
A domain of filthy activity & debauchery 
Together, we defile the sanctity of a shared space...

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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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(Inspired by 'Indigo Night' by Thomas W Case)

A thousand thousand stars pierce the indigo night,
but no moon mars the canvas, or lightens velvet strokes.

Half-hearted waves...

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I was a world famous fashion designer, and quite enraptured with the new,
Like first caress of pink, peach dawn light, smiling at the full moon's...

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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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Frost comes as snow without clouds, bringing a brilliance to the dawn. I allow myself a moment to admire it, to see the many shapes...

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Frost comes as snow without clouds, bringing a brilliance to the dawn. I allow myself a moment to admire it, to see the many shapes...

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orange swirls
from dusty footing
hiking up 
to Mars’s mountain
peaks and caps
and canyons crying
out for days
of gravel pounding
edges ledges
handhold wedges
reddish sun
through reddish mist
of burning sand
in drought-filled land
all...

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Coffee beans, a world in a grain,
Roasted and ground, a caffeinated refrain.
Born in the tropics, where the sun meets the shade,
A journey unfolds from bush...

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