Morns Poems - Poems about Morns

... Still, cool colors, drifting on the spring skies, Dew kissed promises on the gentlest morns, Behind floods, bursts of pulsing blooms will rise, Even roses have their portion of tho......Read the rest...

...I can't look anywhere and not find you - not the heavens where the light of a million stars converge, after thousands of years and then slip into tomorrow where other eyes gaze; nor the sea you......Read the rest...

...In autumn's reign, vales of verdure turn gold, Fallen leaves tell the tale of life's revise, Brown branches lie bare; trees are brave and bold, Resilient dryads, keening to surmise. The frost-k......Read the rest...

...10/20/2023 Those tanned, shapely legs of mine, where have you gone? No longer have I the ability to run! Nor feel the glorious, salt water spray, from my beloved, San Francisco Bay! That ki......Read the rest...

...Reflections Reflections off the fountain’s water dancing on the garden wall amongst the trails of Boston Ivy turning red with coming fall. Impending changes of the season......Read the rest...

...United In The Depths Of Love's Ravenously Sweet Ardor I do not cry, this pain soul deep stings the weeping heart burns so very intensely the memories the perished and heartfelt sweetnes......Read the rest...

...Written: August 22, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ radiant echoes sunrise morns and sunset glares~ lost souls find their way wavering colors ......Read the rest...

..."Everything holds a tinge of beauty, something unique, but not everyone recognizes something beautiful." ~ by poet Some of th......Read the rest...

...My love cares not if one breaks cosmic laws Draping deft kisses on cracked cratered flaws Explicit union meets with apt applause Bathing in morns reflect - the reveal transparent Swathed solid s......Read the rest...

...With spooked nerves' dead of night woe This horror show Morns and fogged, quaking on through. Eves and fogged, back. A bony figure's stiffness And lifelessness Treed, which its leading part p......Read the rest...

...Forgotten Beauty Scarlet Beauty in her deathbed Beauteous than the dewy rose Beauteous than the dale of hermit Beauteous than the Oceans pose Beauteous than the eves and mornings Which in woo......Read the rest...

...In the realm where words take flight, Let me share a tale, both wise and bright. Of responsible hands that wield the gun, An ode to the virtues, one by one. Through misty morns and shadows deep......Read the rest...

...The dusky eve in country meads In rainy weather rainy day All trees were standing stony still While kids in street with boats they play The water smiled and flowed in lake And smiled all time......Read the rest...

...* This is a form I created called “Cinqopet” - I hope you enjoy it. * ~ oh why do you yet haunt me so? your ghosts will never let me go deep in the night from far below they turned my dea......Read the rest...

...What is it about Sunday night that the universe just can't get right Sunday days, often serene Monday morns, fueled by caffeine But Sunday nights, phlegmatic and placid as if......Read the rest...