Poems About Dawn Published by Members Recently Online
#dawn
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
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
148 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
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
148 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
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
148 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
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
148 reads
0 Comments
cabcool
Poem Published
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
2nd Jul 2024 11:36pm
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
148 reads
0 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
1st Jul 2021 7:59am
1st Jul 2021 7:59am
The Forms of Flux
Im not who I was
2 years ago
2 months ago
2 days ago
2 minutes ago
2 seconds ago
This moment is like a closing portal -
bequeathing a sight of the self
that must be seized in the moment
as the moment transforms
and the self transforms
and everything transforms
Into the forms
of
flux.
2 years ago
2 months ago
2 days ago
2 minutes ago
2 seconds ago
This moment is like a closing portal -
bequeathing a sight of the self
that must be seized in the moment
as the moment transforms
and the self transforms
and everything transforms
Into the forms
of
flux.
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#dawn
326 reads
7 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
1st Jul 2021 7:59am
1st Jul 2021 7:59am
The Forms of Flux
Im not who I was
2 years ago
2 months ago
2 days ago
2 minutes ago
2 seconds ago
This moment is like a closing portal -
bequeathing a sight of the self
that must be seized in the moment
as the moment transforms
and the self transforms
and everything transforms
Into the forms
of
flux.
2 years ago
2 months ago
2 days ago
2 minutes ago
2 seconds ago
This moment is like a closing portal -
bequeathing a sight of the self
that must be seized in the moment
as the moment transforms
and the self transforms
and everything transforms
Into the forms
of
flux.
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#dawn
326 reads
7 Comments
Cipher_O
Poem Published
1st Jul 2021 7:59am
1st Jul 2021 7:59am
The Forms of Flux
Im not who I was
2 years ago
2 months ago
2 days ago
2 minutes ago
2 seconds ago
This moment is like a closing portal -
bequeathing a sight of the self
that must be seized in the moment
as the moment transforms
and the self transforms
and everything transforms
Into the forms
of
flux.
2 years ago
2 months ago
2 days ago
2 minutes ago
2 seconds ago
This moment is like a closing portal -
bequeathing a sight of the self
that must be seized in the moment
as the moment transforms
and the self transforms
and everything transforms
Into the forms
of
flux.
#LifeAsAWriter
#WritingPoetry
#dawn
326 reads
7 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
9th Mar 2023 2:10pm
9th Mar 2023 2:10pm
Random files
Sunrise and sunset
exist
equally splendid
as your hands
on my body
(on my mind);
I understand
beauty
now.
exist
equally splendid
as your hands
on my body
(on my mind);
I understand
beauty
now.
#beauty
#lover
#minimalist #dawn
#minimalist #dawn
552 reads
22 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
9th Mar 2023 2:10pm
9th Mar 2023 2:10pm
Random files
Sunrise and sunset
exist
equally splendid
as your hands
on my body
(on my mind);
I understand
beauty
now.
exist
equally splendid
as your hands
on my body
(on my mind);
I understand
beauty
now.
#beauty
#lover
#minimalist #dawn
#minimalist #dawn
552 reads
22 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
9th Mar 2023 2:10pm
9th Mar 2023 2:10pm
Random files
Sunrise and sunset
exist
equally splendid
as your hands
on my body
(on my mind);
I understand
beauty
now.
exist
equally splendid
as your hands
on my body
(on my mind);
I understand
beauty
now.
#beauty
#lover
#minimalist #dawn
#minimalist #dawn
552 reads
22 Comments
Betty
Poem Published
9th Mar 2023 2:10pm
9th Mar 2023 2:10pm
Random files
Sunrise and sunset
exist
equally splendid
as your hands
on my body
(on my mind);
I understand
beauty
now.
exist
equally splendid
as your hands
on my body
(on my mind);
I understand
beauty
now.
#beauty
#lover
#minimalist #dawn
#minimalist #dawn
552 reads
22 Comments
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