Poems About the Morning by Top Critiquers
#morning
Busted in the Morning
Good Morning,
You did one thing wrong, you woke up
If I haven't told you before
I'm sick & tired of this rut
As my stomach turns
Acid reflux burns
I know exactly what I must do
I know how you feel,
when you eat a meal
Go look in the mirror
Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning
My headache is now gone,
relieved we have no spawn
Use to be a naughty ass slut,
now all you want are glazed doughnuts
Doesn't matter how much you think
or the number of hairs in...
You did one thing wrong, you woke up
If I haven't told you before
I'm sick & tired of this rut
As my stomach turns
Acid reflux burns
I know exactly what I must do
I know how you feel,
when you eat a meal
Go look in the mirror
Can't look at you,
you're busted every morning
My headache is now gone,
relieved we have no spawn
Use to be a naughty ass slut,
now all you want are glazed doughnuts
Doesn't matter how much you think
or the number of hairs in...
#morning
#food
#rhyming
#aging
#boredom
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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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All the Little Worms
Each and every step hurts
These knees are getting old
But this heart beats like a drum
Wanting to go faster and further
But the air is getting warmer
And there are a few minutes before the sun comes up over the mountains
Here in the valley
Where the summers are dry and hot
All the little worms
Out to the side walks
Are crawling back into the grass
Now that I’m older and slower in pace
I notice more of these things
Permanent Waves play in my ears
As I make the final stretch home
The sun comes up over the...
These knees are getting old
But this heart beats like a drum
Wanting to go faster and further
But the air is getting warmer
And there are a few minutes before the sun comes up over the mountains
Here in the valley
Where the summers are dry and hot
All the little worms
Out to the side walks
Are crawling back into the grass
Now that I’m older and slower in pace
I notice more of these things
Permanent Waves play in my ears
As I make the final stretch home
The sun comes up over the...
#hope
#inspirational
#morning #nature
#morning #nature
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Asscrack braille before coffee

#love
#relationships
#sex
#erotic
#morning
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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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THE CRACK OF DAWN

#sex
#erotic
#rhyming #morning
#rhyming #morning
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~u n f i l t e r e d~
viz:: unfiltered::
#love
#sun
#universe
#morning
#fire
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Coffee & Pancakes
I.
We reached that Dead End
the one that pointed and said:
You, Right
and. . .
You, Left.
Scared Us senseless
but we bagged ego
submitted despite what we wanted
Because Love
isn't always grasping for happiness
On the contrary;
it's often a self-sacrifice
for the one you love's benefit
Those who've truly Loved
understand this
II.
A timing belt of dynamics
churns for our experience
Infinite are intersecting...
We reached that Dead End
the one that pointed and said:
You, Right
and. . .
You, Left.
Scared Us senseless
but we bagged ego
submitted despite what we wanted
Because Love
isn't always grasping for happiness
On the contrary;
it's often a self-sacrifice
for the one you love's benefit
Those who've truly Loved
understand this
II.
A timing belt of dynamics
churns for our experience
Infinite are intersecting...
#love
#anniversary
#morning #coffee
#morning #coffee
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Imaginary Soup
The rooster crows!
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
The rooster scares
the hours of the day!
In the portals of the night
the late afternoon.
In the morning arches
the beginning of the day.
The rooster sees the breeder...
In his cackle is the warning
for all poultry
and for all the farm animals
of those human hands
looking for something to eat.
The rooster attacks his operatic aria
with emphasis on sunlight
which shows the murderous hands.
Those hands full of fingers
breaking necks and plucking feathers.
Those hands...
#countryside
#birds
#morning
#nature
#food
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Antemeridian
She was a wee slip of a thing
hanging low in the trees;
a coquette on a wild fling
yet eager to appease.
It was quick like silver she came
and just as quickly went,
like a wispy alchemist flame
that heaven gently sent.
Breaking day wouldn't let her be
so soon she'd disappear,
to blend in morning liberty
with daybreak atmosphere.
She went to kiss her darling sun
to feel young and new
before she once again got spun...
into the midnight blue!
hanging low in the trees;
a coquette on a wild fling
yet eager to appease.
It was quick like silver she came
and just as quickly went,
like a wispy alchemist flame
that heaven gently sent.
Breaking day wouldn't let her be
so soon she'd disappear,
to blend in morning liberty
with daybreak atmosphere.
She went to kiss her darling sun
to feel young and new
before she once again got spun...
into the midnight blue!
#dawn
#moon
#morning #sun
#morning #sun
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Dreams
I watch the revolutions of the horizon
with an instinctive knowing
that such a thing is an education
in being and growing.
As dawn expands in my heart
and mind, in a design
composed in champaign
and emerges in fully formed art.
In a day scanned by butterfly
wings, over colored petal
things, with an indomitable
will – Integral to a back drop of sky,
Perfectly pristine, baby blue
thing, pulsating behind the
wing shaped mirage where the
butterfly vanished, true -
In a space haze of Heisenberg ...
with an instinctive knowing
that such a thing is an education
in being and growing.
As dawn expands in my heart
and mind, in a design
composed in champaign
and emerges in fully formed art.
In a day scanned by butterfly
wings, over colored petal
things, with an indomitable
will – Integral to a back drop of sky,
Perfectly pristine, baby blue
thing, pulsating behind the
wing shaped mirage where the
butterfly vanished, true -
In a space haze of Heisenberg ...
#storm
#morning
#night #nature
#night #nature
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That poem I wrote
During my morning run --
early, before the fog burned off --
wow, it was a doozy!
Meaningful,
laden with metaphors
from nature
about the reality of
being human
There were catchy phrases,
even some rhymes
One might even call it
profound
And then it was breakfast
and shower
a day full of work
and it was so good
I was sure it would stick
until I picked up a pen
But now here I sit
a blank page before me
and that masterpiece
has
vanished
...
early, before the fog burned off --
wow, it was a doozy!
Meaningful,
laden with metaphors
from nature
about the reality of
being human
There were catchy phrases,
even some rhymes
One might even call it
profound
And then it was breakfast
and shower
a day full of work
and it was so good
I was sure it would stick
until I picked up a pen
But now here I sit
a blank page before me
and that masterpiece
has
vanished
...
#morning
#WritingPoetry
#NaPoWriMo2022
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DU Poetry : Poems About the Morning by Top Critiquers