Poems About the Morning Seeking Friendly Advice
#morning
rksingh
Poem Published
17th Apr 2025 6:22am
17th Apr 2025 6:22am
International Haiku Poetry Day
after the storm
picking fallen tamarind--
too high the tree
--R.K.Singh
picking fallen tamarind--
too high the tree
--R.K.Singh
#morning
#spring
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Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
12th Apr 2025 12:25pm
12th Apr 2025 12:25pm
Tayassuidae Family, Visits
12/30
Tayassuidae Family, Visits
it’s 3am
the Squadron’s musty scent persists
7 adults, 2 of which Parents of
two cute foot-long “Reds”
no idea why
Javelinas congregate
just outside my front door
Perhaps it’s an Empath gig
natural attraction
Flora, Fauna…..Fae?
Whatever their reasons
a wee bit annoying
when I am ready to
start my day or
awaiting a
grocery delivery
53 unique words
Tayassuidae Family, Visits
it’s 3am
the Squadron’s musty scent persists
7 adults, 2 of which Parents of
two cute foot-long “Reds”
no idea why
Javelinas congregate
just outside my front door
Perhaps it’s an Empath gig
natural attraction
Flora, Fauna…..Fae?
Whatever their reasons
a wee bit annoying
when I am ready to
start my day or
awaiting a
grocery delivery
53 unique words
#animals
#morning
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2 Comments
Tallen
earth_empath
earth_empath
Poem Published
11th Apr 2025 2:06pm
11th Apr 2025 2:06pm
Locomote
11/30
Locomote
a family of five
adults strutting “ en pointe “
the young, miniatures
giving playful chase
Our early morning walk
Me for light impact exercise
Them, I assume, looking
Bugs, worms, whatever
Reminded me of a Tap Dancer
who had not yet donned
metal plates
rendering them silent taps
tapping
This morning, one adult
flew high and very quick
never knew (or seen)
a Quail could Fly like that
61 unique words
Locomote
a family of five
adults strutting “ en pointe “
the young, miniatures
giving playful chase
Our early morning walk
Me for light impact exercise
Them, I assume, looking
Bugs, worms, whatever
Reminded me of a Tap Dancer
who had not yet donned
metal plates
rendering them silent taps
tapping
This morning, one adult
flew high and very quick
never knew (or seen)
a Quail could Fly like that
61 unique words
#birds
#dance
#morning
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Elenore
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 10:01pm
4th Feb 2025 10:01pm
Morning Star
Morning star knows her beloved
Her intimate fragrance lies upon your pillow each night
She has lived out many an eternity
Her final influence on your dreams comes just before mornings light
A harbinger of melodies
The first song of light
A remembrance of reflection
Never lost in the night
A lullaby of dreams
From your first vista to your last sight
Her intimate fragrance lies upon your pillow each night
She has lived out many an eternity
Her final influence on your dreams comes just before mornings light
A harbinger of melodies
The first song of light
A remembrance of reflection
Never lost in the night
A lullaby of dreams
From your first vista to your last sight
#love
#morning
#stars #universe
#stars #universe
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goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
4th Feb 2025 9:10am
4th Feb 2025 9:10am
new sun
that
morning's
ember,
how it
jumps,
it flies
on the
edge of
rumors,
each
descending
into the
corners
of
my room,
scraping
the
darkness
away,
leaving
my world
smoldering
while the
sun's
bloom
moves on.
morning's
ember,
how it
jumps,
it flies
on the
edge of
rumors,
each
descending
into the
corners
of
my room,
scraping
the
darkness
away,
leaving
my world
smoldering
while the
sun's
bloom
moves on.
#morning
#nature
#sky #sun
#sky #sun
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8 Comments
goodwolf1966
jimmy
jimmy
Poem Published
11th Jan 2025 10:41am
11th Jan 2025 10:41am
bird in her nest
look up,
high up,
hid from
the
summer
heat
in the
treetop's
shadow,
there is
a small
nest,
i see
bright
feathers
half hid,
the bird
is
composed
within,
her mind
on an
upcoming
journey,
then she
disappears
into a
silent
evening.
high up,
hid from
the
summer
heat
in the
treetop's
shadow,
there is
a small
nest,
i see
bright
feathers
half hid,
the bird
is
composed
within,
her mind
on an
upcoming
journey,
then she
disappears
into a
silent
evening.
#birds
#morning
#summer #trees
#summer #trees
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Villev
Poem Published
6th Jan 2025 3:36pm
6th Jan 2025 3:36pm
Morning Snow
Snowed in
Natures house arrest
Warm cider
Picture perfect
Kind of day
Sunshine and silent snowfall
Gleaming ice
Wind wisping our troubles away
Natures house arrest
Warm cider
Picture perfect
Kind of day
Sunshine and silent snowfall
Gleaming ice
Wind wisping our troubles away
#morning
#snow
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Villev
Poem Published
1st Jan 2025 2:56pm
1st Jan 2025 2:56pm
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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rksingh
Poem Published
14th Dec 2024 6:27am
14th Dec 2024 6:27am
Fog
wintry morning sun
lost in a layer of fog
shells of broken eggs
--R K Singh
lost in a layer of fog
shells of broken eggs
--R K Singh
#morning
#winter
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Shon
Poem Published
13th Dec 2024 5:50am
13th Dec 2024 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. ...
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. ...
#morning
#night
#winter
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2 Comments
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
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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
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