Short Dawn To Dusk Poems
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THE MOTHER DISC!
-Dharga Nagar Safa!
From dawn to dusk,
Rotating the mass disc,the Sun,
On the sky desk,non stop!
From dawn to dusk, a changing sky,
A gecko finds another hue
3-22-2023
Write Bantus Poetry Contest
Sponsor: Suzanne Delaney
my blue canary
sang for joy from dawn to dusk
~ true and faithful friend
AP: Honorable Mention 2026, Honoarable Mention 2026
Steve, my dealer
Tells everyone that an
Ounce a day puts
Negativity at bay
Early morning smoker
Dawn to dusk stoner
happy 420!
Form:
genetic blooms
creative is the universe
from dawn to dusk
dirt to dirt
Both God and man
temporary creations
In the infinity
of black holes
Life is full of remorse
It will run from dawn to dusk,
But we will never stop-
our task until we will embrace death.
We shouldn't worry about the remorse.
A child of God, Dane Smith-Johnsen,
From dawn to dusk, no longer diets.
She finally lost weight –
By returning to dust in the end.
© November 14, 2010
Dane Smith-Johnsen
The search for buried treasure goes on and on
dawn to dusk, dusk to dawn
This mythic ‘get-rich-quick’ scheme
~ taunting mankind's oldest dreams
Days pass,
They dawn to dusk.
Nights pass,
Deepest black to
Moon filled light.
Life floats by
While I watch
And wait
For time
To take me
And make
A memory
For someone.
my heart is making a beautiful rhyme,
may be love without hope is a crime.
my love is not an ivory tusk,
I love you from very dawn to dusk...
Date:
03/30/2016.
From dawn to dusk on March Seventeen,
Irish soil, skies and seas glow in green.
Men marry bottles of beer,
Women whirl in parade-cheer...
Silly sight and sounds steal twilight-scene.
Bright
Sunshine
Dawn to dusk
Colours our world
With a golden glow
Without sun we would die
Nature basks in its glory
Scintillating sunlight for life
1st April 2015
Does he love me or does he not?
It's a neverending thought.
From dawn to dusk and back again,
How I wish this pain would end.
But then I see his smile and wink,
And I can no longer think.
Form:
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sun,
ablaze, brilliant,
rising, warming, illuminating,
horizon, decent, shadows, twilight,
cooling, dimming, settling,
quiet, faint
moon
swallows swiftly swoop
foraging flies for fledglings
daily dawn to dusk
1 / 19 / 2022.
Sponsor Tania Kitchin.
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One
bottle
standing tall
in the center
of my universe.
I orbit around her
from dawn to dusk like a dead
moon on a never ending course.
She is my only reason to rise
yet is now the bane of my existence.
Dusk to dawn and dawn to dusk
Turns carbon chassis into withered husk
Faded breaths fade from memory
Must this be our destiny?
Time may yet erode the flesh and bone
But lifeless words lives on in slabs of stone
As if you are Helen of Troy
You are such a nasty playboy
You wear a beautiful mask
From dusk to dawn dawn to dusk
You hurt me with Cupid’s arrow
My life is now full of sorrow
As if you are deaf and blind
You can’t hear and read my mind
Dawn
sunrise
daylight breaks
the sun beams down
colours set ablaze
shadows slowly lengthen
now the sun begins to set
dusk now rules over the earth
shyly the moon peeks out
starlight brightens all
twinkling silver
in the sky
darkness
fades
Echoes ripple on the lake
and reflect its guardian slopes.
From ridge to ridge
creviced faces slip to scree.
Shadows crawl from
dawn to dusk
as the sun
plays hide and seek,
and basin rivers run
their course where
memories never sleep...
Boys
washing
cups and plates
from dawn to dusk
now sleep in moonlight
A handful of
twinkling stars
on grass
Dreams
_____________________
April 21, 2017
Form N - Ninette or Nonet - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Broken Wings
Our nature's growing old -
The wondrous weight to hold.
Uplifting tune of time
Subsides to farewell chime.
So dusk descends from dawn,
So golden days are gone.
Nothing that we can do,
When nature's call is due.
February 22, 2023
Inspired by R. Frost
Away from home,
I miss my mom, my brothers.
I pardon myself for the choice I made
life isn’t the same
as it used to be there.
From dawn to dusk, I starve
Don’t weep for me
I had to hold the sword
until the cessation.
I will be there, I will.
We will rejoice once more.
Sweet Sally Sue was not a quitter
She was so much stronger and fitter
Working from dawn to dusk
Despite she smelled of musk
She left the whole world all aglitter
Quitters Never Win poetry contest
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May 4, 2021
richly hued summer
lives along a golden stretch
blooms sky sand surf sun
spectrum changes hour to hour
dawn to dusk people laughing
bright swimsuits green youths
beachballs and ice cream flavors
fresh scent of blue sea
from far out where it meets sky
fragrant blooms the livelong day