Short Good Morning Poems
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HOW DO YOU DO By James Edward Lee Sr.
You just walked by
You didn't say anything
Well, How do you do?
12/04/17
village 'holiday'
rooster breaks a dreamy sleep
rude awakening
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Good morning sunshine
I am so glad to see you
Your brightness, your glow
Magic is in the air, yes
Written
October 15, 2012
Up this morning and cool
Grateful yet, I am a fool
Of how today is to rule
Let us not be subjected to ridicule
Amen!
in this cup is earl grey
joyful tea passion play
bergamot wish
taste nevermiss
quenching bliss lasts all day.
faith's voice dispels gloom
like lotus blossom beauty
singing surging dawn
Written: July 17/21
At frst consciousness there were
birds piping in the distance
nearby rifle reports, and;
Domestic beers in
off-brand cans.
Form:
lying
on my side in bed
looking out
at the window
the window looks back
through me
to the bed
and snuggles next to me
time to share
show you care
beaware
as you sit and stare
time get the book
and cook
and be willing
NOW ITS THINKS GIVING
Good example of how human mind is more inclined to negative
Most entries of contest " it was a good morning until.." ~ negative.
The mystery of tomorrow
Never knowing what it will bestow
The beauty of a brand new day
Pure wonderment and a fresh new glow
Time for a poet is
a Pinata of Words
It is dawn, I am up
to crack one open
flip the tab
juiced, ready to swing
and twirl!
to get a jump start
don't depart
its breakfull time
this makes day shine
I tell you too
its how its fixs
BEACON EGGS
AND GRITS
Solitude..
The prerequisite is often
Said to be aloneness..
Seemingly until
Togetherness is found
To be also Nothing...
AS the day passes by and the night sneaks in .
I wish you joy and happiness from within …
Sweet are the dreams for they have no sin .
Look out the window
And enjoy the eastern glow
Now get out of bed
Feet on a cold floor
In the middle of winter
Now get back in bed
The one whose remains isn’t no longer here truest is their self has risen
10/16/21
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2021©
HE WHO RULES THE ROOST
toddler holds the clock
reveille at five o’clock
before the cock crows
6/13/2017
coffee beans a savory crop
from first sprout to drippingly drop
brew some and share
sip fragrant air
every day aromas top.
.
they look at me
mine think
becomes disturb'd
az theirn
hips
Good morning, my love.
I woke with your name on my lips,
Soften them with your music.
Though you aren't here,
I'm sure it's enough.
~
my dreams
cannot compare
to the beauty that I see
when waking up each morning
to find you here
with me
~
It's the most frustrating time of the year.
It's sweater weather in the morning
And then by lunch time
You're sweating like it's your job.
turkish coffee is quite grand
settled grounds of desert sand
fill a warm space
taste full of grace
time flavor layers expand.
matchas vibrant green bold star
whisked perfection near and far
powdered delight
energized flight
sipping raising my tea bar.