Morning Poems | Examples of Morning Poetry

Sounds blowing against the window Making waves down the street below Feeling the chill, seizing the day Like a treat of holiday Playing music of yesterday Feeling the beat in every way While prying mouths constantly...Read the rest...

I awaken to shadows outside a soft patter the emerald lawn glistens a screen glows laptop on table waiting for a new poem the day begins with a whisper solitude's embrace with a whisper the day begins waiting for a new poem laptop on table a screen glows the...Read the rest...

~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ Night’s curtain falls, stars fade away, Releasing dreams, keeping sorrows at bay, But with dawn’s first light, so meek and mild, Comes the promise, for every man, woman, and child. Past’s shadows may linger, long and deep, Yet with sunrise,...Read the rest...

My open-ended lines can convey more than one idea. Verse 3, middle line, ends in “I am.” I am both okay (today) & puddles on pavement. whispering birds through wind and light rain no drama of...Read the rest...

Monday morning by the beach Blue water just in my reach Gentle waves like lullabies Singing rhyme before my eyes Temptation of cold, warm feel Washing softly upon my peel Makes me want to undo...Read the rest...

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A fellow poet says don’t start a poem with looking out the window but I am— I am looking out the window to see the lawn outside my window has grown. A neighbor says there are too many verses on love, but restless I tap laptop keys to compose another....Read the rest...

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There is a sense of trespass on this frost enameled morning as I leave my footprints graffitied across the white grass, sending the noise of every step to crunch my presence into a wide, frozen silence. I stop, marooned...Read the rest...

Underneath cloudy morning skies, we can touch the rain, we can feel our pain, we can witness sorrow. Underneath clearer afternoon skies, we can observe the light, we can experience warmth, we can feel the sun, then maybe everyone, will somehow see tomorrow. ...Read the rest...

As twilight’s veil begins to gently lift, The fading grays give way to golds and blues. And colors mark the waves as shadows shift, Reflective of a new horizon’s hues. Yet gazes fixed on distant unseen springs, Omit the...Read the rest...

morning stillness I sit at my table and look out the window after rain the sun pokes through clouds waking dreams ...Read the rest...

All morning the river wore a thick fog along its length, until a great looming shape emerged, tall, gliding almost soundlessly towards me, becoming the bow of a ship parting the fog, escorted by two tug boats churning the...Read the rest...

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