Poems About Dawn Published by Members Recently Online
#dawn
Wisp of Coffee
Wisp of coffee curling in the air
from the porcelain demitasse.
Getting high on the earthy aroma
permeating the zephyr
under the serene aurora,
where I hummed with whispers of dawn,
swam through the bittersweet flow
warming the gelid within.
Caffeine pervading my veins,
I’m in a daze.
from the porcelain demitasse.
Getting high on the earthy aroma
permeating the zephyr
under the serene aurora,
where I hummed with whispers of dawn,
swam through the bittersweet flow
warming the gelid within.
Caffeine pervading my veins,
I’m in a daze.
#coffee
#dawn
#bittersweet
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Wisp of Coffee
Wisp of coffee curling in the air
from the porcelain demitasse.
Getting high on the earthy aroma
permeating the zephyr
under the serene aurora,
where I hummed with whispers of dawn,
swam through the bittersweet flow
warming the gelid within.
Caffeine pervading my veins,
I’m in a daze.
from the porcelain demitasse.
Getting high on the earthy aroma
permeating the zephyr
under the serene aurora,
where I hummed with whispers of dawn,
swam through the bittersweet flow
warming the gelid within.
Caffeine pervading my veins,
I’m in a daze.
#coffee
#dawn
#bittersweet
48 reads
Wisp of Coffee
Wisp of coffee curling in the air
from the porcelain demitasse.
Getting high on the earthy aroma
permeating the zephyr
under the serene aurora,
where I hummed with whispers of dawn,
swam through the bittersweet flow
warming the gelid within.
Caffeine pervading my veins,
I’m in a daze.
from the porcelain demitasse.
Getting high on the earthy aroma
permeating the zephyr
under the serene aurora,
where I hummed with whispers of dawn,
swam through the bittersweet flow
warming the gelid within.
Caffeine pervading my veins,
I’m in a daze.
#coffee
#dawn
#bittersweet
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Dawn Awaits
while the world
is yet hushed away
in peaceful slumber,
Mother Earth quietly
sets up her easel;
carefully mixing pigments
on her palette,
her vision becomes manifest
in glorious hues of orange,
red, and yellow;
her brushstrokes stain
the eastern horizon
with living fire,
bold light weaving in
radiant bursts of color;
the dawn awaits,
full of promise and
new beginnings
is yet hushed away
in peaceful slumber,
Mother Earth quietly
sets up her easel;
carefully mixing pigments
on her palette,
her vision becomes manifest
in glorious hues of orange,
red, and yellow;
her brushstrokes stain
the eastern horizon
with living fire,
bold light weaving in
radiant bursts of color;
the dawn awaits,
full of promise and
new beginnings
#sky
#nature
#dawn
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16 Comments
Dawn Awaits
while the world
is yet hushed away
in peaceful slumber,
Mother Earth quietly
sets up her easel;
carefully mixing pigments
on her palette,
her vision becomes manifest
in glorious hues of orange,
red, and yellow;
her brushstrokes stain
the eastern horizon
with living fire,
bold light weaving in
radiant bursts of color;
the dawn awaits,
full of promise and
new beginnings
is yet hushed away
in peaceful slumber,
Mother Earth quietly
sets up her easel;
carefully mixing pigments
on her palette,
her vision becomes manifest
in glorious hues of orange,
red, and yellow;
her brushstrokes stain
the eastern horizon
with living fire,
bold light weaving in
radiant bursts of color;
the dawn awaits,
full of promise and
new beginnings
#sky
#nature
#dawn
305 reads
16 Comments
Dawn Awaits
while the world
is yet hushed away
in peaceful slumber,
Mother Earth quietly
sets up her easel;
carefully mixing pigments
on her palette,
her vision becomes manifest
in glorious hues of orange,
red, and yellow;
her brushstrokes stain
the eastern horizon
with living fire,
bold light weaving in
radiant bursts of color;
the dawn awaits,
full of promise and
new beginnings
is yet hushed away
in peaceful slumber,
Mother Earth quietly
sets up her easel;
carefully mixing pigments
on her palette,
her vision becomes manifest
in glorious hues of orange,
red, and yellow;
her brushstrokes stain
the eastern horizon
with living fire,
bold light weaving in
radiant bursts of color;
the dawn awaits,
full of promise and
new beginnings
#sky
#nature
#dawn
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16 Comments
Pawns After Dawn
Flames get sparked as we walk through our darkest of times
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#sun
#dawn
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6 Comments
Pawns After Dawn
Flames get sparked as we walk through our darkest of times
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#sun
#dawn
399 reads
6 Comments
Pawns After Dawn
Flames get sparked as we walk through our darkest of times
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#sun
#dawn
399 reads
6 Comments
Pawns After Dawn
Flames get sparked as we walk through our darkest of times
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#sun
#dawn
399 reads
6 Comments
Pawns After Dawn
Flames get sparked as we walk through our darkest of times
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
We can't stay parked and embark upon enlightened minds
We must find the pine colored gems within our struggles
Then answer them in pen within scantron bubbles
Rumbles In the jungles are tests of lions' & lioness' might
To see if we stumble as we juggle then fumble the insight
The sight of light doesn't evoke delight until after it's been gone
Just like the Sun's spike as it's transformed from dusk to dawn
Will you be a pawn and rest upon your laurels
Or carry on...
#dark
#LifeStruggles
#inspirational
#sun
#dawn
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6 Comments
Yield
As full and as bright as her bumper crops,
she rose, like suitors by an arbor rung,
and higher than notes by falsetto sung...
in right ascension... right past the treetops
to sail through her meridian space
over the stratojet and shooting star
or any aviation objet d'art
at a sonic or supersonic pace.
Only wind chimes and crickets orchestrate
to score her silent orbit far above
our fair medium of earshot love
where daybreak birdsong is the morning fate
of the Harvest moon and all of her beams... ...
she rose, like suitors by an arbor rung,
and higher than notes by falsetto sung...
in right ascension... right past the treetops
to sail through her meridian space
over the stratojet and shooting star
or any aviation objet d'art
at a sonic or supersonic pace.
Only wind chimes and crickets orchestrate
to score her silent orbit far above
our fair medium of earshot love
where daybreak birdsong is the morning fate
of the Harvest moon and all of her beams... ...
#dawn
#moon
#night #summer
#night #summer
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DU Poetry : Poems About Dawn Published by Members Recently Online