Short Wee Hours Poems

In the wee hours,
the fog crept in noiselessly-
A cunning mistress...

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In the wee hours 
My queen walks alone
Tonight my
Lonesome whittles
I bring it all to you...

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awake until all wee hours of the night
precariously unhinged
feelings vulnerable 



AP: 2nd place 2021

Posted on October 25, 2017...

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Sleepless and cursing the powers that be,
Tossing and turning in wee hours, me.
But what's the use in trying to fight it?
One might as well be trying to write it.
Mayhap morning Muses will oversee....

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Sunbeam skies be too bright
Total wee hours, spell too plenty light
Every sunshiny days, overmuch a pain
Need be clouds and rain
Dropping the curtain, days to see
Breathtaking, splendor of life's tap·es·try...

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Low battery

In the wee hours of the morn
She was torn between two pillows;
  Pure ecstasy escalates;
 A blinking Indicator become
A disruptive behavior: suddenly
 A dishonorable discharge

 ouch! sorry low battery....

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Golden moonflower 
Rising in your periwinkle sky
As chrysanthemums bloom and die
In bursts of sparkling showers

You shake your head and sigh
Watching into the wee hours
With all your silent, godly powers
As we ignite July....

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Images of night
Colors of the day
Messages of love
Sometimes tragedy
This is what I grasp

Laughter and tears
Depth of my soul
My heart moves me
To pen my verse

In wee hours
I create
My poems

Night owl
Paints her

World...

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In the wee hours of early dawn
Beaver moon was shining upon
Spreading her earnest radiance 
On the lake that was calm
Her shimmer was silvery bright
Transforming darkness into light
Spilling her numinous beams
She brought so much insight...

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Ambition hits her normally at wee hours
But effort is all so useless
She disregards every door with unstrained rudeness

People advice for a mechanical practice 
But force brings internal cheapness
She wiggles spitting at people's foolishness...

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Life - a brittle thing
fragile bones hosted a young spirit
We bade you farewell
in a golden circle of love

Softly spun through webs of silk
in the wee hours of the moonlit night
A most fitting companion I’d say
it walked you home in shreds of light...

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Listen to poem:

in the wee hours
while the world sleeps

with much anticipation
on tiptoe i rush out

to capture that perfect moment
when the sun arises

first morning rays cast
to greet an awaiting world



AP: Honorable Mention 2021

Posted on October 16, 2021...

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Woke up in wee hours,
Wandered in the garden,
Silver lines stabbed the darkness,
Chilled breeze,
Trembling cold,
In that gloomy morning,
Two birds caught my eyes,
Romancing each other,
Chirping "I love you",
Hugging warmth,
In the hanging nest of
Oak branches....

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You asked if I could love you
My heart was ahead of those words
Wonderful chats into the wee hours
Laughter that had me in tears
True, I tore it apart
So bad I wanted it back
I no longer dream of that
What was so good
Is now just a lovely memory
The past, forever gone...

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Embracing into wee hours
Within a glancing night
                              
Eternities passion
Of interim flight

Resting,a soothing refrain
A menthols touch to each

Tearless adieus
Of Wistful sighs _ _ _
Softening smiles, 
A fearless good bye,,...

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In the wee hours of the morning
I turn easy watching your slumber 
Peaceful and content 
Cradled in your sweet sense
A breathless voyeur
Soulmates in every life
Forgotten are the lonely nights
When we were young. 
Stay with me my romance
Eyes closed
Hearts open
a love Divine....

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Mindless whispers
circling overhead
while waves
of dreariness
wash over me
stirring
haunting 
in the wee hours
of a moonless
sleepless night




Submitted on December 2, 2018 for contest EARLY DECEMBER 2018 sponsored by BRIAN STRAND  -  RANKED 1ST

Originally posted on November 25, 2018...

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Evening cascades
Distant bright lights --
Sleepless I write


Bedtime stories
Adult word play;
Curious mind stalking


Wee hours conspire
Sleepy world drifts;
Double espresso


My darling sleeps
Glimpses of nirvana;
Haikus converge


Empty taxicabs
Ply lonely routes;
No one in sight


13 Feb 2014
Singapore...

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In the wee hours
of the night
Inspiration strikes
as the Muse
makes a call
to my being
It comes
in a flash
and leaves
just as quickly
only meandering
for a short while
I get it
all down
with an ease
that is mind boggling
and I smile
at the pleasure
that it
brings to me
as morning beckons 
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     In the wee hours
        the muse taps me 
     on my shoulder

     How ‘bout some music
        ‘fore the night grows older

      Music to stir the soul
         music to loosen the ink
      to make my pen dance 

      To put a smile on the page
         no matter the hour or age

      
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O Giver of Sublime Relief
In the wee hours of the morning
You satisfy beyond belief
My every call – long, medium, brief –
However short the warning.

You comfort me throughout the night –
Nothing can mar or spoil it –
You keep me free of fear and fright
Until the new day’s welcome light
Means I can use the toilet.
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Silence is the snow's
    in cold, wee hours of morn

  Christian savior, he is born
    though we humans do yet mourn  



  __________________________  
   Nearly 100 inches of snow has
   fallen in Buffalo, NY from mid-
   November through Christmas.
   37 people dead (so far) in the 
   most recent white-out....

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The light wiggles its way into my eyes
Yawning and stretching I begin to rise
"Surely it must be late morn" I think
While stumbling and struggling to blink
I don my glasses just so I can see
"It's 6 am. Are you kidding me?"

(after watching movies with my guy till the wee hours of the morning, my internal clock 
decides to mess with me)...

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STEERING WHEEL

Direct it…..
Feel it…..
While it…..
With a steering wheel!

Go with it
Till you won’t
Goes on and on and don’t
Yours and mine!

Down the road, up hill and around
          With me
And again swaying and singing with my 
          Vehicle
No let up with me!

Day dreaming
To the wee hours till dawning
You and me.

"Life is what we make it"...

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When I lie awake,
I think of what we had,
(or what I thought).
Wishing and hoping,
I didn't know it was so bad.

We would walk
And kiss;
But I was wrong to think
That it was bliss.

I thought
We had it all worked out;
You had me beliveving,
Way beyond a shadow
Of a doubt.
But when it comes down
To the wee, wee hours,
I learned what you're about.

02/02/1999...

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