Wake Up Poems - Poems about Wake Up

IN THE WAKE OF POLITICAL RENDERINGS

IN THE WAKE OF POLITICAL RENDERINGS   

In today’s diabolical
Political renderings,
Let’s not be like
Naked sage trees:
Leaves and fruits rotting
In unjust, bigoted political dirt:-
Rather, today let’s spring into life
And be like un-cocooned butterflies,
Soaring free and prepared as ought to be:
Pollinating flowering life with justice and equality:-
And like hived bees, let’s be about the honey flowing
Of

Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth ii

My Poem of 2009-10 resubmitted for new members of Poetry Soup.

Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth    ii 
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Wake up before it is too late
Wake up before the misdeeds with Nature
Takes away with them, the best 
And the most beautifully nourished and preserved
Our priceless and most precious wealth
The ice from Mountains, Glaciers

Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth I of 2

My Poem of 2010 on Poetry Soup  "Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth 1"
was a warning for the world leaders  to stop playing with Nature. I am resubmitting it for my Poetry Soup friends of 2025.
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Wake up O Inhabitants of this Earth 1
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Wake up O, inhabitants of this earth, 
The darling children

Watching the Wake

Watching the Wake

The river serenity incarnate.
Water like a liquid mirror holding the sky, the trees
Light falling in late summer eve perfection.

We smoothly glide along in the small boat
With old friends,
Saying nothing.

Looking behind us all the way
For hours, fascinated
I study how our wake unfolds behind us
From a tossing turbulence
To a small and perfect wave behind that,
Curling

Wake up and hear the silence

How long do you think
you can ride the coattails
of blissful ignorance?

Isn't it flagrantly obvious that
you are skating on thin ice...
and equally evident that
you're living on borrowed time?

How long do you think
you can get away with avoiding
the elephant in the room?

Have I been the unjaded enabler
whilst my silence should have screamed
to you louder than any multitude

WAKE UP!!!!

In the echoes of the night the one lonesome sound of a train not knowing where it’s bound 
It rolls on past the towns the rivers and the bends around corners unseen
As danger lays in wait anticipating contemplating its next move along the cold steel rails that’s bound for heaven or bound for hell only

if you wake up with a stick

if you wake up with a stick in your bed you have a dog
if the stick is chewed into eighteen pieces you have a puppy
if there is no stick you either do not have a dog
or your husband has pica

Wake Up

Wake up
Stop dreaming  
Hear the birds chirping  
Thank God for the blessings  
Each breath is a gift  
Breathe in  

Focus on your role  
Hit the core with a heart of gold  
Stay low-key, no time to envy  
Seek discipline  
Kneel to the Man who never sinned

The Other Side of the Pillow

In the dark of night, where dreams bear bloom,
and silence reigns in my shadowed room,
my pillow waits, serene, composed,
awaiting my sleepy head to doze.

Beneath my head it yields its form,
to cradle my crown from day’s storm,
and offer a sweet night’s repose,
yet pillow’s thoughts, who really knows?

She seems so sweet, pretends to care,
yet every night disturbs

The Days of Masks and Roses

   

               
              The Days of Masks and Covered znosex,
                

Wake Up!

Wake up. 
Wake up! 
I tried to pry my eyes open. 
Wake up. 
I clawed and clawed at my open eyes. 
I could not wake. 
Why could I not wake from this nightmare?
Wake up.
I stopped fighting. 
I could feel it coming back. 
Everything came back. 
It played before my eyes once again. 
Over.
And over.
And over

Wake Up!

Each eyelash lifted 
With the leverage of purity.
Wake up,
Not just in the morning.
Always, is the answer 
You’ve been searching for: 
OK. then,
Why are you always asking?
There is only one answer: 
Now!
You are only here for this, 
So…
Wake up!

That’s all there is to it.	

Not on a Monday

The day I dread most
Silences fun five whole days~
Wake too soon, return too late;
Hours drag on like stones.
Alarm bells bury silence
Till weekends return with sparks.







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Contest: SHOW ME A CHOKA
Sponsor: Nette Onclaud
Poem date: June 6th, 2025
Contest Judged: June 10th, 2025 6:04:00 PM
Placement: Third

THE WAKE WITOUT VIGIL

THE WAKE WITHOUT VIGIL
           

Time longer than rope
Chokes hearts dangling
In the reality of struggle:-

Grieving mothers and widows
Veil their grief in sagging bosoms
As they wail in excruciating silence:-

Fragments of men, void of hope,
View and count communal graves
Swelling with dirt burying the dead:-

(Buried are “The Wretched Of

What sleeps while I wake?

What do my dreams do
when I'm awake?

Do they fall asleep
and rise again as I grow tired?
Or are they alive all day,
living a second life
beneath the skin of mine
and I just miss
the daylight hours
of the dream?

Are they alive?
Do they come to me
in glimmering bursts
just as my eyes
begin to close?

Are the dreams my real life
And daytime my

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