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.
Becoming A Victim Of Mistaken Identity
Karen woke in someone's bedroom.
She's wearing clothes that are not hers.
Then, someone said "Hello. Carolyn."
She's wearing clothes that are not hers.
Then, someone said "Hello. Carolyn."
#confusion
#fiction
#home
#morning
#mystery
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Comfort In Sound
lately, I’ve been
having this thought
that I rattle when I walk
jangle limbed
a spine like old church bells
in splintering rafters
teeth grinding
a folk instrument
in my mouth
as I take white pills,
drumming my stomach
in rolling rhythms.
This back is percussion,
you should hear it crashing
a morning’s cymbal
over and over
this symphony of pain—
music
endlessly
repeats
having this thought
that I rattle when I walk
jangle limbed
a spine like old church bells
in splintering rafters
teeth grinding
a folk instrument
in my mouth
as I take white pills,
drumming my stomach
in rolling rhythms.
This back is percussion,
you should hear it crashing
a morning’s cymbal
over and over
this symphony of pain—
music
endlessly
repeats
#disability
#illness
#morning
#music
#SelfReflection
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Ode To Caffeine
When I first heard of you, I didn't know what to expect
There were whispers and discussions and yet…
I was not tempted until that day
You had an accomplice
He said “why don't you try a dopio?”
“A dopio?”
“It's a double shot espresso
it's the only way I keep going for the day
I'm telling you you're gonna feel things you have never felt before”
I thought about it and decided
It's time to stop playing these games and just give you a shot
I went out and paid and had you in my hands
I still looked at...
There were whispers and discussions and yet…
I was not tempted until that day
You had an accomplice
He said “why don't you try a dopio?”
“A dopio?”
“It's a double shot espresso
it's the only way I keep going for the day
I'm telling you you're gonna feel things you have never felt before”
I thought about it and decided
It's time to stop playing these games and just give you a shot
I went out and paid and had you in my hands
I still looked at...
#funny
#morning
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in the morning
It is of the Lord's mercies that we are not consumed,
because his compassions fail not. They are new every
morning: great is thy faithfulness.”―Lamentations 3:22, 23
what a wonderful, new feeling
just to find my life in me,
when i wake up in the morning
of a fresh and sparkling day!
o how jubilant my spirit,
when the rising sun i see!
just to know that God is in it
lisping praise cannot convey.
when, at night, my wake is broken
by the manacles of sleep,
‘tis of death a trifling token― ...
because his compassions fail not. They are new every
morning: great is thy faithfulness.”―Lamentations 3:22, 23
what a wonderful, new feeling
just to find my life in me,
when i wake up in the morning
of a fresh and sparkling day!
o how jubilant my spirit,
when the rising sun i see!
just to know that God is in it
lisping praise cannot convey.
when, at night, my wake is broken
by the manacles of sleep,
‘tis of death a trifling token― ...
#dawn
#hope
#morning
#SelfDiscovery
#uplifting
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what will we do tomorrow, dad ?
in the morning we catch the
train to wherever we like, as long as it’s not cancelled due to the
weather, or the union being on
strike or whatever; however, there is always just staying in bed ..
train to wherever we like, as long as it’s not cancelled due to the
weather, or the union being on
strike or whatever; however, there is always just staying in bed ..
#morning
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Flight
**** flight *****
here comes the time again
for ethereal flowers to fly
for the poet to watch and sigh,
to only behold without asking why?
here's a dandelion about to fade away
the music dissolving into atmosphere
with the slightest touch of the breeze
and your heart takes flight overseas
carried aloft, into heaven's relief
stripped from any mundane grief
entranced the feel, a delightful sheer
and quietly the dark leaves the night
a bright tide, then illuminates the light ...
here comes the time again
for ethereal flowers to fly
for the poet to watch and sigh,
to only behold without asking why?
here's a dandelion about to fade away
the music dissolving into atmosphere
with the slightest touch of the breeze
and your heart takes flight overseas
carried aloft, into heaven's relief
stripped from any mundane grief
entranced the feel, a delightful sheer
and quietly the dark leaves the night
a bright tide, then illuminates the light ...
#dawn
#morning
#night
#spring
#summer
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Early Riser

#lust
#morning
#sex
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Heretofore First Blush
26/30
Heretofore First Blush
I was pleasantly surprised
to hear a rapid-fire clicks
in succession of one
another, at 3am,
this morning
I know that’s the sounds
of happy Hummingbirds
What I didn’t know
is they are up flitting
about that early!!
The Finches, Sparrows
Cardinals, Doves, Quails,
and Turtledoves
all rise around 5:30am
The predators are up
at dawn –
save for the Owls
Who hoot until
their bedtime
at 6am
I am up and down at all hours...
Heretofore First Blush
I was pleasantly surprised
to hear a rapid-fire clicks
in succession of one
another, at 3am,
this morning
I know that’s the sounds
of happy Hummingbirds
What I didn’t know
is they are up flitting
about that early!!
The Finches, Sparrows
Cardinals, Doves, Quails,
and Turtledoves
all rise around 5:30am
The predators are up
at dawn –
save for the Owls
Who hoot until
their bedtime
at 6am
I am up and down at all hours...
#birds
#morning
#NaPoWriMo2024
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Beware
Let me give it
To you straight
If you wish
to speak to me
As soon as I awake
You'll have to wait
For Heaven's sake
No one, not even
My precious pup
Will interact with me
Until I drink
My first cup of coffee
So, if you don't wish
To hear me moan
And let out a groan
You'd be wise
To hang up
That darn cell phone
And leave my
Cranky self alone
To you straight
If you wish
to speak to me
As soon as I awake
You'll have to wait
For Heaven's sake
No one, not even
My precious pup
Will interact with me
Until I drink
My first cup of coffee
So, if you don't wish
To hear me moan
And let out a groan
You'd be wise
To hang up
That darn cell phone
And leave my
Cranky self alone
#coffee
#curse
#morning #relationships
#morning #relationships
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On The Day After The Beach Party
On a
Sunday, Paige
woke up
with a pain in her
head and found herself
nude in a sleeping
bag with
some guy next
to her.
Sunday, Paige
woke up
with a pain in her
head and found herself
nude in a sleeping
bag with
some guy next
to her.
#beach
#morning
#fiction
#suffering
#sensual
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beautiful early morning
i wanted
to fly,
climb, an
afterthought
of pleasure,
stages of
my life,
sort these
light
and dark
moments,
let me
hang
headfirst out
every window,
let me
sing enough
beside you
just before
i fell
to sleep
again.
to fly,
climb, an
afterthought
of pleasure,
stages of
my life,
sort these
light
and dark
moments,
let me
hang
headfirst out
every window,
let me
sing enough
beside you
just before
i fell
to sleep
again.
#sun
#sky
#morning #nature
#morning #nature
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Some Days
Some days just suck
and won't let me off of bed,
pulling my comforter up, tucking feet in tight,
my down alternative filled castle walls
protecting me from the world
Some days I'm sick of coffee,
that morning shot of instant positivity,
thinking bah humbug,
the world needs to deal with me
and not the other way around
Some days I just want to cry,
if only I knew why,
crying for homeless people,
or maybe everybody being mean
oh, that poor flattened squirrel on the road
Some days just suck
if only I...
and won't let me off of bed,
pulling my comforter up, tucking feet in tight,
my down alternative filled castle walls
protecting me from the world
Some days I'm sick of coffee,
that morning shot of instant positivity,
thinking bah humbug,
the world needs to deal with me
and not the other way around
Some days I just want to cry,
if only I knew why,
crying for homeless people,
or maybe everybody being mean
oh, that poor flattened squirrel on the road
Some days just suck
if only I...
#morning
#apathy
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