Mornings Poems - Poems about Mornings

... Each is a piece, a small part of a composite that has come together in a morning, the frayed strands of dreams knitted into a waking timed now to a slow tread on a familiar street. Then sud......Read the rest...

...I stand on the highway of hope getting ready for the train to go on a trip to the mountain sphere, the passengers are pouring in, the seats are filling up, and everyone is in a mad rush. What on eart......Read the rest...

... She passes the place where I sit some mornings, her slow, sure gait pads a gentle elegance across the grass carrying just a hint of indifference. Retired from racing, she has been adopted o......Read the rest...

... My candle it burned at both ends, It disappeared by mornings light, Where its warmth and fragrance went, That is where I'll soon be sent. My angel she'll descend, Grandma I'll see you soon......Read the rest...

...I intend to enjoy summer and the sun, warming my ancient skin. Once, I said goodbye to summer because one season must yield to the next, and it was time to attend school and learn. I said goodby......Read the rest...

...If he who does not know kept silent, discord would cease. ~ Socrates Squabbling with words; spats in opposition can br......Read the rest...

...Even thought I love you My dear Father For have made me With your holy hands Many years ago Yes I am glad that I can live my life the way I want every single day AIso I need to live my life t......Read the rest...

...Whispers of Youth Dusty boxes, like forgotten books, Hold chapters of quantum leaps— My first steps, tiny and determined, Leading to a world of wonders. Goat’s milk, flavored with Grenada nutme......Read the rest...

...Sunsets of a thousand colors, jumping into crystal blue waters, yeah, baby - school's out for summer. At first, it’s a shock - ignoring the clock, we’re like prisoners set free - for a two-mon......Read the rest...

... In the eyes of my cousins, Lifted, like the birds – on wings Exciting rhythms, limbs Rounded with muscles, stronger Than words, abandoned To the shadows, Silhouettes of grace, singing Danc......Read the rest...

...Under the weight of a dying world, Where stars once whispered secrets into the night's shadow, Now, from the cracks between the realms of yesterday and tomorrow, Monsters breathe, their shadows da......Read the rest...

...Let me just be myself Go to sleep when I want to Let me wake up When I want to wake up I love to sleep in In the mornings And wake up at noon I will always work for my God Writing my poems fo......Read the rest...

...raindrops fall in my hair, but there is no rain in my head, to convince me that the driest spot is the place I just was. in the first, hardly remembered moment where you wake, i step ......Read the rest...

...In me, you have a place where you can stay, To talk with life, to dream and to dispel This hell that seems like heaven, where pain is borrowed. Let ships sail across waters, In search of a desert......Read the rest...

... Mixed with light, His grace sighs – a soft light, painting the mornings in new, the nights in a gentle hue, the moments in heavenly truths… by poet In the cool of the morning, Whi......Read the rest...