Morn Poems - Poems about Morn

...There's an eerie feel to the air A sign of impending storm All is quieter, still, Until the birds' row begin to form The bird's row on the garden fence Wanting their turn to feed ......Read the rest...

... But by grace do I shadow your form from each darkened night to bright-lit morn. You're silvery-white in my life's storm hosting shivery thoughts yet unborn. Would that my pen divine s......Read the rest...

... A POET'S CRUSH - collaboration with Linda Alice Fowler But by grace do I shadow your form from each darkened night to bright-lit morn. You're silvery-white in my life's storm hosting s......Read the rest...

...Santa told the reindeer to whoa in middle of field of corn. Two helper elves were confused, what were they doing this morn? He hopped out of his sleigh and pulled out a decorating kit. We don’t ha......Read the rest...

...Sister Moonlight in your glass slippers Come dance with me amongst the stars We'll Pirouette by both the Dippers And do the Waltz in front of Mars Let's Swing around each constellation ......Read the rest...

... Supine, Looking at the Sky Back from two days` intensive care After an open heart surgery, ......Read the rest...

...Lost in labyrinthine lanes of midnight's embrace, Where ghostly gas lamps gleam, casting silhouettes of grace, Their luminescence lingers on cobblestone veins, Chattering footsteps echo, bound in ......Read the rest...

... Lying supine on my non-mowed lawn at early dawn looking at cerulean sky on a sunny day. Everything fine ! Chirping sparrows walking on my lawn in row trying......Read the rest...

...~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ There once was a raindrop, so small, so slight, it fell from the heavens, in the middle of the night. It whispered a tale, as it danced in the air, a memoir o......Read the rest...

... early in the morn the rays of rising sun kiss - supreme creations......Read the rest...

...I was buried in a tomb for unknown persons. When I was alive I knew nothing of this life. Now that I'm dead I seem to have acquired it all. My heartless mother abandoned me, unwanted, Left me on ......Read the rest...

...The ottava rima stanza in English consists of eight iambic lines, usually iambic pentameters. Each stanza consists of three rhymes following the rhyme scheme a-b-a-b-a-b-c-c. The form is similar to t......Read the rest...

...Do we not wake up each morn, refreshed, energised, reborn, magnetism suffusing form, touch tender, loving and warm? Sans thought, soul presence in heart, feels therein love’s bliss hum start, ......Read the rest...

...Betrayal In the morn, the foggy creek’s rise Its gentle whispers a sweet surprise But beneath the surface, secrets lie Love’s betrayal, tears in my eyes Spri......Read the rest...

...With each passing day, a thought engulfs me-- As to what remained of yesterday would become. Apparently the curtain moves, even with the morn. The sun burns, selfless in resolve to better the eart......Read the rest...