Poems About Dawn Seeking Friendly Advice
#dawn
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Lawrence
Lawrence
Poem Published
22nd Sep 2024 3:33am
22nd Sep 2024 3:33am
Sky In Morning Golden
on the edge of in between
precariously balanced
asleep, awake, while in a dream
what was and will be challenged
by what now manifests,
what's coming into being,
time's not moving as it rests
it seems before then fleeing
into the centre at the start
of the universe unfolding
with every beat of every heart
consciousness keeps molding
everything that we can sense
physically stimulating,
mind massaged no longer tense,
in now there is no waiting
with every beat of every heart
the universe...
precariously balanced
asleep, awake, while in a dream
what was and will be challenged
by what now manifests,
what's coming into being,
time's not moving as it rests
it seems before then fleeing
into the centre at the start
of the universe unfolding
with every beat of every heart
consciousness keeps molding
everything that we can sense
physically stimulating,
mind massaged no longer tense,
in now there is no waiting
with every beat of every heart
the universe...
#dawn
#universe
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deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
3rd May 2024 11:39am
3rd May 2024 11:39am
Reborn
The womb of morning contracted,
birthing fragile but familiar light.
Fluorescent thoughts of possibility
conquer abysmal frights of night.
The birds converse
about dawn's multiple destinies.
Choices versus inevitabilities.
Behold the starlings cry,
full of harsh trills but gentle rattle.
A rapid alternation of chords
I lay down my mental swords,
as the sun is poured.
Onto another daily battle.
birthing fragile but familiar light.
Fluorescent thoughts of possibility
conquer abysmal frights of night.
The birds converse
about dawn's multiple destinies.
Choices versus inevitabilities.
Behold the starlings cry,
full of harsh trills but gentle rattle.
A rapid alternation of chords
I lay down my mental swords,
as the sun is poured.
Onto another daily battle.
#dawn
#hope
#LifeStruggles
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16 Comments
Viddax
Lord Viddax
Lord Viddax
Poem Published
28th Apr 2024 10:56pm
28th Apr 2024 10:56pm
Diem - NaPoWriMo 28
When a day starts
it is unknown for all of us
how it may play out
For when we rouse from that slumber
whether it is in the radiant light of the Sun
or sheltered in night's embrace
What wonders will come?
Yet with an open heart
each day breaks through
as a herald of
opportunity and occasions
from within the chaos that is life.
it is unknown for all of us
how it may play out
For when we rouse from that slumber
whether it is in the radiant light of the Sun
or sheltered in night's embrace
What wonders will come?
Yet with an open heart
each day breaks through
as a herald of
opportunity and occasions
from within the chaos that is life.
#dawn
#fate
#NaPoWriMo2024
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deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
28th Apr 2024 11:23am
28th Apr 2024 11:23am
Robin's Song
Quaint dawn robin's song.
The wrong in the heart lingers.
Tune of bliss uplifts.
The wrong in the heart lingers.
Tune of bliss uplifts.
#anxiety
#birds
#dawn
#haiku
#uplifting
134 reads
18 Comments
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
11th Apr 2024 6:23am
11th Apr 2024 6:23am
that steady morning
that morning,
steady within
its own
footsteps,
clung
to the
darkness
of it,
now
thrust in
the midst
of light,
they both
stuck together,
there is
a hunger,
a courtship,
which may
continue
for hours.
steady within
its own
footsteps,
clung
to the
darkness
of it,
now
thrust in
the midst
of light,
they both
stuck together,
there is
a hunger,
a courtship,
which may
continue
for hours.
#love
#sky
#nature
#admiration
#dawn
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7 Comments
deliabear
Debbie
Debbie
Poem Published
3rd Mar 2024 10:30am
3rd Mar 2024 10:30am
Mountain Sunrise
There was a peaceful way the soft rays
of dawn's infant light.
Lay beside the enigmatic shadows
of the silent mountainside.
The sight melted every care away,
lasting a multitude of sweet moments
within my day.
The lovely ambient orange glow.
Softens the shape of the days
I don't yet know.
Paralysis of pain.
The strong mountain,
whispers my name.
Conditions of pleasure
exist at the summit of my brain.
of dawn's infant light.
Lay beside the enigmatic shadows
of the silent mountainside.
The sight melted every care away,
lasting a multitude of sweet moments
within my day.
The lovely ambient orange glow.
Softens the shape of the days
I don't yet know.
Paralysis of pain.
The strong mountain,
whispers my name.
Conditions of pleasure
exist at the summit of my brain.
#mountains
#peace
#dawn
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18 Comments
LightningBug
Poem Published
24th Feb 2024 8:18pm
24th Feb 2024 8:18pm
Morning Senses
This sunrise
Is the best
Morning sighs,
The senses
Come alive
For the life,
A scent wafts
Of coffee
Steamed dreams,
Squirrels romp,
Leap and lunge
Airs above,
Honey taste
Melts in heat
Stirred slowly,
Embracing
Sensory
Discovers.
Is the best
Morning sighs,
The senses
Come alive
For the life,
A scent wafts
Of coffee
Steamed dreams,
Squirrels romp,
Leap and lunge
Airs above,
Honey taste
Melts in heat
Stirred slowly,
Embracing
Sensory
Discovers.
#morning
#coffee
#food
#emotions
#dawn
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oskar
Poem Published
26th Dec 2023 10:30am
26th Dec 2023 10:30am
the past re visited
the past revisited
He was going back to his home in a tiny village from
where people congregated living close together and professed to hate it, the absence of war had cost the country dearly, and unemployment was high, like the enforced idleness had made people apathetic
there were no cars on the road, petrol was too expensive
for people, as was electricity to recharge batteries
how the situation was in other countries, no one knew as the fabled internet was forbidden
it had it was said
a bad influence on the young who believed the rubbish ...
He was going back to his home in a tiny village from
where people congregated living close together and professed to hate it, the absence of war had cost the country dearly, and unemployment was high, like the enforced idleness had made people apathetic
there were no cars on the road, petrol was too expensive
for people, as was electricity to recharge batteries
how the situation was in other countries, no one knew as the fabled internet was forbidden
it had it was said
a bad influence on the young who believed the rubbish ...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
90 reads
1 Comment
wolfatthedoor1966
Poem Published
30th Nov 2023 4:24am
30th Nov 2023 4:24am
come, be with me
come, share
this time,
let that
drunk sun
fall,
let us
be together
when darkness
descends
upon us,
these hours,
let us
unfold
our hearts,
sooth
ourselves in
the night,
and come
for morning,
still lie
beside me.
this time,
let that
drunk sun
fall,
let us
be together
when darkness
descends
upon us,
these hours,
let us
unfold
our hearts,
sooth
ourselves in
the night,
and come
for morning,
still lie
beside me.
#sex
#night
#lover
#passion
#dawn
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sheepskinxtearaway
Poem Published
30th Aug 2023 10:37pm
30th Aug 2023 10:37pm
Microcosm of a Good Afternoon
Golden petals adoring roaring beams,
Lions mane emerges amongst field of green.
A glorious marvel for beauty so brief,
A ferocious faith to bearing belief.
Fleeting florals don't diminish their glow,
Leaves may wither, but dreamers don't.
Just as the pride doesn't fear the fall,
Resilient stems stretch higher,
seeking sun from soil.
From prelude to wormfood;
Though our time may be short lived,
And our paths may not be linear or revised.
The rough terrain tore a hole in the ground where we both could flourish. ...
Lions mane emerges amongst field of green.
A glorious marvel for beauty so brief,
A ferocious faith to bearing belief.
Fleeting florals don't diminish their glow,
Leaves may wither, but dreamers don't.
Just as the pride doesn't fear the fall,
Resilient stems stretch higher,
seeking sun from soil.
From prelude to wormfood;
Though our time may be short lived,
And our paths may not be linear or revised.
The rough terrain tore a hole in the ground where we both could flourish. ...
#hope
#death
#flowers
#nature
#dawn
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1 Comment
missjem56
Poem Published
13th Jul 2023 9:40pm
13th Jul 2023 9:40pm
Moths By Day
The old lamplight
Glows dimly
Under the noonday sun
Saw no moths nearby
As they were presumably bedazzled
By the brightly lit sky
Mayhaps
On days such as this
Like Icarus
Their soft dusty wings burn
Will they ever learn?
Some seemingly
Follow a Hari Kari behaviour
Oft flying into my tea
Which has always been
A bit of a puzzle to me
But at least
They get to meet
Sister butterfly
During these daylight hours
Whilst at night
They sleep amongst the flowers
These...
Glows dimly
Under the noonday sun
Saw no moths nearby
As they were presumably bedazzled
By the brightly lit sky
Mayhaps
On days such as this
Like Icarus
Their soft dusty wings burn
Will they ever learn?
Some seemingly
Follow a Hari Kari behaviour
Oft flying into my tea
Which has always been
A bit of a puzzle to me
But at least
They get to meet
Sister butterfly
During these daylight hours
Whilst at night
They sleep amongst the flowers
These...
#night
#nature
#LifeCycle #dawn
#LifeCycle #dawn
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oskar
Poem Published
13th Jun 2023 7:12am
13th Jun 2023 7:12am
the big bang
The big bang
Albert Einstein, in a dreamy mood, said the Big Bang
was when the future, the now and the past happened all at once
It was seventy-two years ago I was sent to a farm
for unruly children
Where I was accepted by the animals that thought of me
as another beast working for the man
Except for the chickens, they hated me with a passion
they would, had they been giants, have eaten me as a worm
I was the one who had to go into the hen house and steal
the warm eggs the hens were clucking about.
On the attic of the farm, I found...
Albert Einstein, in a dreamy mood, said the Big Bang
was when the future, the now and the past happened all at once
It was seventy-two years ago I was sent to a farm
for unruly children
Where I was accepted by the animals that thought of me
as another beast working for the man
Except for the chickens, they hated me with a passion
they would, had they been giants, have eaten me as a worm
I was the one who had to go into the hen house and steal
the warm eggs the hens were clucking about.
On the attic of the farm, I found...
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
#dawn
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