Morning Poems
#morning
Morning poems about the start of the day, the time between midnight and noon. Morning poems about sunrise, waking up and beginning a brand new day.
Shon
Poem Published
Yesterday 5:50am
Yesterday 5:50am
Jack Frost
Twas an early December morn.
I felt a presents upon getting out of bed.
A nipping frosty touch.
In tips of my fingers & my toes.
A mythical creature, I now remembered.
In winters a long time ago
That is to frost as Midas was to gold.
Jack frost has come to call.
Not that I ever saw Jack frost ever!
nor did i see him work.
He always worked at night
Creating patterns of pure delight.
Some said he tried to snatch me.
Visiting during the night.
Scratching and touching the window.
Weaving my breaths...
I felt a presents upon getting out of bed.
A nipping frosty touch.
In tips of my fingers & my toes.
A mythical creature, I now remembered.
In winters a long time ago
That is to frost as Midas was to gold.
Jack frost has come to call.
Not that I ever saw Jack frost ever!
nor did i see him work.
He always worked at night
Creating patterns of pure delight.
Some said he tried to snatch me.
Visiting during the night.
Scratching and touching the window.
Weaving my breaths...
#morning
#night
#winter
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2 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
8th Dec 2024 8:47am
8th Dec 2024 8:47am
fireflies singing
i heard
the fireflies
singing,
their
lights,
flames
burning
into
the night,
stars
watch
with their
sighs,
and then
silence,
the dawn
comes,
fills the
morning,
the sun
like
incense
for
the skin.
the fireflies
singing,
their
lights,
flames
burning
into
the night,
stars
watch
with their
sighs,
and then
silence,
the dawn
comes,
fills the
morning,
the sun
like
incense
for
the skin.
#morning
#night
#sky
#stars
#sun
45 reads
6 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
4th Dec 2024 1:28pm
4th Dec 2024 1:28pm
light snowing
what
winter
garments
she wore,
how tender
a kiss, her
light snow,
over what
was
widespread
and revealing
beneath,
a confession,
expression,
slowly
recorded.
winter
garments
she wore,
how tender
a kiss, her
light snow,
over what
was
widespread
and revealing
beneath,
a confession,
expression,
slowly
recorded.
#morning
#nature
#sky
#snow
#winter
47 reads
4 Comments
rubyredheart
Poem Published
3rd Dec 2024 2:21pm
3rd Dec 2024 2:21pm
Driving to the Airport
Good Morning Love,
Heart filled with hope through the foggy sleeping streets dotted with colorful lights of the season….
Perhaps the fog will lift… perhaps… in a few flights, a few hundred miles, a few drifts of snow, a few guarded words, a few days… it’s a very tentative perhaps… Usually when fog shrouds our little valley, the city streets are clear, but not this winter-darkened morning of first freeze. So I find comfort with an extra dose of gratitude this morning that this fluxing heart of desire and despair, hope and helplessness, on a cold dark foggy ride to the airport feels...
Heart filled with hope through the foggy sleeping streets dotted with colorful lights of the season….
Perhaps the fog will lift… perhaps… in a few flights, a few hundred miles, a few drifts of snow, a few guarded words, a few days… it’s a very tentative perhaps… Usually when fog shrouds our little valley, the city streets are clear, but not this winter-darkened morning of first freeze. So I find comfort with an extra dose of gratitude this morning that this fluxing heart of desire and despair, hope and helplessness, on a cold dark foggy ride to the airport feels...
#hope
#love
#morning
70 reads
cinnamongirl031
Poem Published
29th Nov 2024 3:37am
29th Nov 2024 3:37am
Morning Fog
Fog seldom settles over this small city,
At times it pauses in early morning hours
to listen to the tranquil cooing
of pottering pigeons.
The shadowed sky appears comatose
as it breeds an air of dissolution
against the hypnotic setting
of a sleeping city.
Citizens awaken to the pale glow of mid-dawn.
The sky which had harbored
the heavy, leaden fog
now leaves only a whisper of grey
as evidence of its existence.
At times it pauses in early morning hours
to listen to the tranquil cooing
of pottering pigeons.
The shadowed sky appears comatose
as it breeds an air of dissolution
against the hypnotic setting
of a sleeping city.
Citizens awaken to the pale glow of mid-dawn.
The sky which had harbored
the heavy, leaden fog
now leaves only a whisper of grey
as evidence of its existence.
#morning
#nature
#sky
58 reads
4 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
27th Nov 2024 3:28am
27th Nov 2024 3:28am
the sun is tired
how
the sun
seems
tired,
i watched
as it
traveled
past my
window,
it marches
from
morning
to dark,
its eyes
flutter,
tired
in body
and thought,
it
relinquishes
the night
to the
moon.
the sun
seems
tired,
i watched
as it
traveled
past my
window,
it marches
from
morning
to dark,
its eyes
flutter,
tired
in body
and thought,
it
relinquishes
the night
to the
moon.
#moon
#morning
#night
#sky
#sun
56 reads
6 Comments
OyateInyanNajin
Poem Published
26th Nov 2024 4:17am
26th Nov 2024 4:17am
PURE HUMMING BIRD JOY (PURE HUMMING BIRD WAY) (11-24-2024, Palm Springs, California)
upon reopening my eyes
after only twenty five minutes
this morning
of my perfectly imperfect
as usual
sitting in stillness
zen meditation
where now here
in these first few moments
of my heart centered
peaceful
open being s
return
while serenely
looking back out
with all my senses
and heart
now more widely open
at this newly unfolding
beautifully flowing ...
after only twenty five minutes
this morning
of my perfectly imperfect
as usual
sitting in stillness
zen meditation
where now here
in these first few moments
of my heart centered
peaceful
open being s
return
while serenely
looking back out
with all my senses
and heart
now more widely open
at this newly unfolding
beautifully flowing ...
#fall
#morning
#nature
#SelfReflection
#uplifting
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0 Comments
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
24th Nov 2024 00:29am
24th Nov 2024 00:29am
another cup
one cup of tea and I’m more than
ready to go out of a morning
so grey and windy and wet and
who am I kidding, fill her back up ..
ready to go out of a morning
so grey and windy and wet and
who am I kidding, fill her back up ..
#morning
#tea
99 reads
5 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
20th Nov 2024 00:21am
20th Nov 2024 00:21am
voyeur
i felt
like a
voyeur,
watching
the stars
in their
room,
i stayed
awake
as long
as i could,
but come
morning,
they had
drawn
their
shades,
hiding
themselves
from my
curious eyes.
like a
voyeur,
watching
the stars
in their
room,
i stayed
awake
as long
as i could,
but come
morning,
they had
drawn
their
shades,
hiding
themselves
from my
curious eyes.
#morning
#nature
#night
#sky
#stars
85 reads
7 Comments
oldmanG
Poem Published
10th Nov 2024 00:26am
10th Nov 2024 00:26am
Here and Now
It took a lot to get to here
Sweat runs down the day laborer
Sleeps in the sun while all are moving
Drops her off to school to go back to sleep
Turning in the covers thoughts win me over
Can’t sleep thinking with my brain turned off
She ends her day of learning my dreams go to sleep dreaming
Back in the soil of everyday life
Brain can’t sleep my body suffers
Back in the soil of everyday life
Brain can’t sleep my body suffers that
Dreams are heaven when you’re laying down ...
Sweat runs down the day laborer
Sleeps in the sun while all are moving
Drops her off to school to go back to sleep
Turning in the covers thoughts win me over
Can’t sleep thinking with my brain turned off
She ends her day of learning my dreams go to sleep dreaming
Back in the soil of everyday life
Brain can’t sleep my body suffers
Back in the soil of everyday life
Brain can’t sleep my body suffers that
Dreams are heaven when you’re laying down ...
#morning
#night
#passion
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0 Comments
MalcolmG
Poem Published
7th Nov 2024 5:22am
7th Nov 2024 5:22am
A Day Of Consequence
I woke up late this morning, alarm’s silent call,
And scrambled through chaos, the house bore it all.
In haste, I ran wild, made a mess as I sped,
Rushing to work while I felt like the dead.
Missed the bus because I’d forgotten my phone,
Had to run back, feeling cold to the bone.
Late to my office I got a angry stare,
For a day going south, it was too much to bear.
In a foul mood I shouted, at people who I knew,
Leaving me colder, alone with the blue.
And worse it became, as my troubles amassed,
Thinking two clocks...
And scrambled through chaos, the house bore it all.
In haste, I ran wild, made a mess as I sped,
Rushing to work while I felt like the dead.
Missed the bus because I’d forgotten my phone,
Had to run back, feeling cold to the bone.
Late to my office I got a angry stare,
For a day going south, it was too much to bear.
In a foul mood I shouted, at people who I knew,
Leaving me colder, alone with the blue.
And worse it became, as my troubles amassed,
Thinking two clocks...
#morning
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0 Comments
PoetSpeak
Poem Published
16th Oct 2024 1:01pm
16th Oct 2024 1:01pm
Autumn's Embrace
Because we are poets
We feel so much
Fall's sudden brisk temperature
Releasing us from summer's hold
Sudden rummaging through draws
Finding sweaters long tucked away
Sleep has been better
Morning's crisp and dog walking faster
I covered you up
Blanket askew
You lay exposed to my hungry eyes
Morning desire to have and to hold....
We feel so much
Fall's sudden brisk temperature
Releasing us from summer's hold
Sudden rummaging through draws
Finding sweaters long tucked away
Sleep has been better
Morning's crisp and dog walking faster
I covered you up
Blanket askew
You lay exposed to my hungry eyes
Morning desire to have and to hold....
#dogs
#fall
#lover
#morning
#WritingPoetry
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