Least Read Poems About Dawn
#dawn
LISTENING
Listening to you,letter
fighting against caged up skeletons of blue,
always feeling n combating
d
procrastination feeling,
against it all ,
feeling d feeling,
Listening !
when I feel d feeling
muses begging me to resume exploding,
letters out till it hits many a ceiling
via highest highs
Calling
Ears not blocking
positive inclination's
That are always Roaring,
against it all,
feeling d feeling,
Listening!
fighting against caged up skeletons of blue,
always feeling n combating
d
procrastination feeling,
against it all ,
feeling d feeling,
Listening !
when I feel d feeling
muses begging me to resume exploding,
letters out till it hits many a ceiling
via highest highs
Calling
Ears not blocking
positive inclination's
That are always Roaring,
against it all,
feeling d feeling,
Listening!
#dawn
#night
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Ample is the rising sun
Ample is the rising sun
That alights the furthest mountain –
A carmine drape upon every hill –
Exciting the birds to warble.
Ample, too, is the evening sun
That paints a nebulous curtain –
Quickly changing the palette until
Bringing the good day to shutter.
That alights the furthest mountain –
A carmine drape upon every hill –
Exciting the birds to warble.
Ample, too, is the evening sun
That paints a nebulous curtain –
Quickly changing the palette until
Bringing the good day to shutter.
#dawn
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A swirl of amaretto
A swirl of amaretto
Revolves in my coffee -
Like a galaxy -
Shimmering and slow.
Dawn is utterly quiet;
Moon beams - thin and long -
Cleave to the flooring
Each protracted moment.
Revolves in my coffee -
Like a galaxy -
Shimmering and slow.
Dawn is utterly quiet;
Moon beams - thin and long -
Cleave to the flooring
Each protracted moment.
#dawn
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final consequence
For I am persuaded, that neither death, nor life, nor angels, nor principalities, nor powers, nor
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
things present, nor things to come, Nor height, nor depth, nor any other creature, shall be able
to separate us from the love of God, which is in Christ Jesus our Lord.”—Romans 8:38, 39
i won the jostle over
sleep this morning,
a night-long fight that ended
with the dawning.
discordant dreams ripped through my
equilibrium,
ere buoyant hopes bequeathed me
true asylum.
...
#dawn
#hope
#nightmares
#sleep
#success
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silent lucicity
the fluent
shadows,
uncounted
stones
on pathways,
the wind
gripping
my shoulder,
the sunlight
arching,
grabbing
for its
space,
and the
painting-like
nature
scene
dissolved
once night
awoke.
shadows,
uncounted
stones
on pathways,
the wind
gripping
my shoulder,
the sunlight
arching,
grabbing
for its
space,
and the
painting-like
nature
scene
dissolved
once night
awoke.
#astronomy
#dawn
#night
#shadows
#sun
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