Poems About Dawn Seeking Friendly Advice
#dawn
The Writer's Pen
There is an old soul
who's picked up the flame.
Sitting and watching
the sun go down
on the other side of the mountains,
Down, down, down,
It looks as though it's burning.
who's picked up the flame.
Sitting and watching
the sun go down
on the other side of the mountains,
Down, down, down,
It looks as though it's burning.
#admiration
#dawn
#respect #strength
#respect #strength
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Skywatchers
The first hint of light
And the new day has begun
In the shadows of the sun
Beneath cosmic illumination
Piercing through the clouds
Forests and windows
As the mornings breath
In the air gently blows
Lonely is the night
Yet no one is alone
Witnesses of the new moon
Sometimes bright
Always fading soon
And the new day has begun
In the shadows of the sun
Beneath cosmic illumination
Piercing through the clouds
Forests and windows
As the mornings breath
In the air gently blows
Lonely is the night
Yet no one is alone
Witnesses of the new moon
Sometimes bright
Always fading soon
#dawn
#morning
#night
#sky
#sun
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all of the signals
i watch
all of
the signals
the hours
give, no
sadness,
no tangled
strange
ideas,
how subtle
when each
new day
arrives.
all of
the signals
the hours
give, no
sadness,
no tangled
strange
ideas,
how subtle
when each
new day
arrives.
#dawn
#evolution
#nature
#night
#sky
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broken light
that early
morning
dawn was
breaking,
but still
felt well
enough
to take
a walk
with me.
morning
dawn was
breaking,
but still
felt well
enough
to take
a walk
with me.
#dawn
#morning
#nature #sky
#nature #sky
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i pick my moment
i pick
my
moment
as the
day
climbs
into
my room,
singing in
my ear,
now,
my eyes
open, i
watch
those
blades
slice open
the
darkness,
and
whatever
scraps
are left,
get tossed
out by
daylight.
my
moment
as the
day
climbs
into
my room,
singing in
my ear,
now,
my eyes
open, i
watch
those
blades
slice open
the
darkness,
and
whatever
scraps
are left,
get tossed
out by
daylight.
#dawn
#night
#sky #sun
#sky #sun
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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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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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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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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
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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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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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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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