Poems About the Morning by Top Critiquers
#morning
dartford
Paul S...
Paul S...
Poem Published
8th Feb 2025 00:11am
8th Feb 2025 00:11am
so what to do, silly ..
no milk in the fridge
so no tea
sugar
I’m not your sugar
honey
we could always have coffee
hate coffee
in my tea
so no tea
sugar
I’m not your sugar
honey
we could always have coffee
hate coffee
in my tea
#morning
87 reads
4 Comments
SweetKittyCat5
Poem Published
23rd Apr 2020 11:39am
23rd Apr 2020 11:39am
Mm... I Had To Surrender
#lust
#sex
#morning
#passion
#orgasm
879 reads
5 Comments
AspergerPoet56
Poem Published
31st May 2023 3:01pm
31st May 2023 3:01pm
"Blue-Thirty"
in that stillness
streams of blue
fiter through
breathing in
a new morning
of hope
recounting
unconscious
dreams of love
holding
her heart
with a deep sigh
remembering
the feeling
oh so well
cuddling
her pillow
tight
as if it
were her
romantic
fated...
lover
streams of blue
fiter through
breathing in
a new morning
of hope
recounting
unconscious
dreams of love
holding
her heart
with a deep sigh
remembering
the feeling
oh so well
cuddling
her pillow
tight
as if it
were her
romantic
fated...
lover
#love
#dreams
#morning
#UnrequitedLove
#crush
427 reads
11 Comments
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
53 reads
2 Comments
JusTim_
Poem Published
2nd Apr 2020 12:43pm
2nd Apr 2020 12:43pm
Bound
Fog takes center stage
as time is truly lost
bled out into the wild
where souls are bound then tossed
day into night into day
a thirty six hour affair
one enters
then disappears
cold steel, spiked with violent heat
mystical moments melding into place
warm lips centre
a forgotten human race
we're stuck
open palms impressing upon bare bottoms
tops rising to the god
the machine spins and we cycle
eyes mist towards the wonderment
has spring begun her rise
it's not...
as time is truly lost
bled out into the wild
where souls are bound then tossed
day into night into day
a thirty six hour affair
one enters
then disappears
cold steel, spiked with violent heat
mystical moments melding into place
warm lips centre
a forgotten human race
we're stuck
open palms impressing upon bare bottoms
tops rising to the god
the machine spins and we cycle
eyes mist towards the wonderment
has spring begun her rise
it's not...
#morning
#NaPoWriMo2020
587 reads
6 Comments
runningturtle87
Poem Published
4th Jan 2022 1:37pm
4th Jan 2022 1:37pm
The Days of the Week
The Days of the Week
Each
Calendar
Starts
On its very
Own day.
Mine
Just
Begins
In its very
Own way.
Two
Taco
Tuesdays
For chicken
Take outs,
Two to
Eat there
And one
That just
Shouts.
Wednesdays
It's clear
That it's
All
My fault,
All my fault
Wednesdays
Is when
All wounds
Get salt.
Thursdays
It's back up
And all
Is
Reverse,
And then...
Each
Calendar
Starts
On its very
Own day.
Mine
Just
Begins
In its very
Own way.
Two
Taco
Tuesdays
For chicken
Take outs,
Two to
Eat there
And one
That just
Shouts.
Wednesdays
It's clear
That it's
All
My fault,
All my fault
Wednesdays
Is when
All wounds
Get salt.
Thursdays
It's back up
And all
Is
Reverse,
And then...
#morning
#night
#dawn
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0 Comments
buddhakitty
Poem Published
19th Oct 2019 2:14pm
19th Oct 2019 2:14pm
Not Quite Haiku
I
June
opens her
eyes...
butterfly
wings
fluttering...
scenting
the breeze
with summer
II
Tide of
stars
in sky
She/he is
a bottle
of saki...
her/his plums
intoxicate
June
opens her
eyes...
butterfly
wings
fluttering...
scenting
the breeze
with summer
II
Tide of
stars
in sky
She/he is
a bottle
of saki...
her/his plums
intoxicate
#summer
#fall
#spring
#morning
#night
526 reads
6 Comments
Grace
IDryad
IDryad
Poem Published
15th Nov 2017 1:39pm
15th Nov 2017 1:39pm
Time to Leave
Facing the moon
silhouetted against grey mountains
a figure alone
without company
the day is done
seasons circle
as in autumn
leaves falling to the ground
tears as dew on leaves
falling, moistening the ground
and memories divine
just fading away
like ghosts departing before dawn
leaving nothing but faint whispers
murmured words breathed on mirrors
heavens don’t ever get dark
leave me a passage
with guiding lights.
silhouetted against grey mountains
a figure alone
without company
the day is done
seasons circle
as in autumn
leaves falling to the ground
tears as dew on leaves
falling, moistening the ground
and memories divine
just fading away
like ghosts departing before dawn
leaving nothing but faint whispers
murmured words breathed on mirrors
heavens don’t ever get dark
leave me a passage
with guiding lights.
#moon
#morning
#nature
#spiritual
#magic
2135 reads
8 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
goldenmyst
Poem Published
16th Mar 2021 7:08pm
16th Mar 2021 7:08pm
Caffeine Lass
Caffeine Lass
Purple caffeine girl
Is jogging suit espresso
Become my morning coffee
That awakens my senses
To her azalea stroll
Purple caffeine girl
Is jogging suit espresso
Become my morning coffee
That awakens my senses
To her azalea stroll
#women
#flowers
#morning
#nature
#sensual
465 reads
4 Comments
NANCY_RDZ_STORIES
Poem Published
7th Jul 2022 7:06am
7th Jul 2022 7:06am
HASTE THE SEASON
Autumn's nature comes
Warm colors that wakes trees trunks
Fallen leaves some runs
Months prepare they care
The sun torments against flesh
Humanity's bare
Enjoying summer
Ready for a cool calmer
To glimpse Falls primer
Traditional trees
That gently root to leaves
Transitions tinges
Orange-yellow browns
I love how each leaf falls down
Ecstatic around
God a true artist
knows his hues earthy...
Warm colors that wakes trees trunks
Fallen leaves some runs
Months prepare they care
The sun torments against flesh
Humanity's bare
Enjoying summer
Ready for a cool calmer
To glimpse Falls primer
Traditional trees
That gently root to leaves
Transitions tinges
Orange-yellow browns
I love how each leaf falls down
Ecstatic around
God a true artist
knows his hues earthy...
#summer
#fall
#morning #night
#morning #night
447 reads
5 Comments
Green_Arrow
Poem Published
6th Feb 2025 3:34am
6th Feb 2025 3:34am
The Portrait Of One So Ticklish
Julie smiled big at Tori.
Julie's modeling for Tori's art class project.
That's before Mark walked in.
He sat on top of Julie's back.
Then, he started tickling her all over.
Julie's modeling for Tori's art class project.
That's before Mark walked in.
He sat on top of Julie's back.
Then, he started tickling her all over.
#art
#fiction
#friendship
#morning
#relationships
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