Short Poems About the Morning
#morning
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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and i sat
waiting,
hoping,
one
more day,
from darkness
to trade
with
that bright
sun,
to trade
stories,
to laugh
at each
other's jokes,
to see
how long
i can wait.
hoping,
one
more day,
from darkness
to trade
with
that bright
sun,
to trade
stories,
to laugh
at each
other's jokes,
to see
how long
i can wait.
#sun
#morning
#nature
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that storm came
that storm
came,
up early
enough
while
still dark
outside,
arguing
with himself,
waking
the morning
from
its sleep,
deciding
it wasn't
worth
arguing alone.
came,
up early
enough
while
still dark
outside,
arguing
with himself,
waking
the morning
from
its sleep,
deciding
it wasn't
worth
arguing alone.
#sky
#rain
#storm
#morning
#nature
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i listened
i listened,
no sound
was evident
in my ear,
the morning
was not
speaking,
he had
lost
his power
of speech
during
the night,
that unintended
spontaneous
moment
dissolving
into that
black river,
circling back,
the echo
will swarm
like rhyme,
once spoken
before.
no sound
was evident
in my ear,
the morning
was not
speaking,
he had
lost
his power
of speech
during
the night,
that unintended
spontaneous
moment
dissolving
into that
black river,
circling back,
the echo
will swarm
like rhyme,
once spoken
before.
#universe
#morning
#night #evolution
#night #evolution
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layer by layer
how
do i
undress
our night,
each layer
by layer,
first
the moon,
the stars,
and each
little bit
of darkness,
peeling it
too thin
until i
can see
morning
through
the last
amount
of its skin.
do i
undress
our night,
each layer
by layer,
first
the moon,
the stars,
and each
little bit
of darkness,
peeling it
too thin
until i
can see
morning
through
the last
amount
of its skin.
#universe
#moon
#stars
#morning
#night
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dissembling
that wind
would make
a full-length
night play,
the moon
dressed
the terrain
with foolishness,
swallowed
like a
delicate feast,
the early
fool's heart
was devoured,
night dissembling
itself,
morning words
charmed
the trembling
souls.
would make
a full-length
night play,
the moon
dressed
the terrain
with foolishness,
swallowed
like a
delicate feast,
the early
fool's heart
was devoured,
night dissembling
itself,
morning words
charmed
the trembling
souls.
#morning
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i'll follow my shadow
what
blue morning
eased its smile
up early
over
the landscape,
an early
whistle opening
the windows,
the doors,
eyes plunging
into living,
uncoiling breaths
drank heavily,
and
before it
was known,
those salt
and pepper
clouds
moved ahead
of me,
i got up
to walk around.
blue morning
eased its smile
up early
over
the landscape,
an early
whistle opening
the windows,
the doors,
eyes plunging
into living,
uncoiling breaths
drank heavily,
and
before it
was known,
those salt
and pepper
clouds
moved ahead
of me,
i got up
to walk around.
#sky
#clouds
#morning #nature
#morning #nature
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Smooth As Chocolate
How quickly
Time evaporates
Like early morning mists
Upon dew laden meadows
As silver dewdrops
Fall freshly
From freshly woven webs
Soon, shrink and fade
Then dissipate
Into the ether
Sweet as sugar
And as velvety smooth
As chocolate
by Jemia
Time evaporates
Like early morning mists
Upon dew laden meadows
As silver dewdrops
Fall freshly
From freshly woven webs
Soon, shrink and fade
Then dissipate
Into the ether
Sweet as sugar
And as velvety smooth
As chocolate
by Jemia
#beauty
#morning
#nature
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early singing
even well
before
the sleep
has left
my morning
eyes,
i have
heard
early singing
coming from
the trees
within
the confines
of
my yard,
happy little
tunes
that help
wake up
the sun,
after it
unhinges,
it rises
in such
a bright
fashion.
before
the sleep
has left
my morning
eyes,
i have
heard
early singing
coming from
the trees
within
the confines
of
my yard,
happy little
tunes
that help
wake up
the sun,
after it
unhinges,
it rises
in such
a bright
fashion.
#happiness
#birds
#morning
#nature
#emotions
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Morning - January 3
Inhaling cool air heavy with moisture
Grey clouds
revealing fragments of a pale blue sky
dappled with pink and white
of early morning light
Grey clouds
revealing fragments of a pale blue sky
dappled with pink and white
of early morning light
#morning
#nature
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counting stars
it all
began
seemingly
innocent
enough,
that great
task,
to go
outside,
to count
the stars,
ones
that wait
just above
my head,
these pleasures
woke up
the moon,
it became
happy
woke up
the sun,
but he
was not
happy,
and now
waiting
on his
jealousy
to run
its course,
i will
get back
to counting
more stars
when
the sun
again
relents
his sky.
began
seemingly
innocent
enough,
that great
task,
to go
outside,
to count
the stars,
ones
that wait
just above
my head,
these pleasures
woke up
the moon,
it became
happy
woke up
the sun,
but he
was not
happy,
and now
waiting
on his
jealousy
to run
its course,
i will
get back
to counting
more stars
when
the sun
again
relents
his sky.
#sun
#stars
#sky
#morning
#night
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Grateful Week—Thursday
Such incredible splendor
The birthing of a new day
This glorious frosty morn
The birthing of a new day
This glorious frosty morn
#morning
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DU Poetry : Short Poems About the Morning