Daytime Poems - Poems about Daytime

...I asked my brother, how does her Face seem to you? Do you see Extraordinary or beautiful? I think She is the EPITOME of my sacred Dreams! And when she smiles.... I see EVERYTHING LIT like LOVE......Read the rest...

...Times for living Times for dreaming Resting between times. So do our days pass As we were taught to expect Earth connected; Earth bonded. ......Read the rest...

...Through the galleries of dreaming, where evening strings its somber beads, The echo of a twilight stifles discreetly on the plain bound for eternal crossing; Floating, floating over the velvet of d......Read the rest...

...In the chambers of dreaming, where the night drapes itself with crow feathers, A harbinger of the end weeps silently over the meadow towards eternal rest; Waltz, waltz in the canvas of darkness tha......Read the rest...

...Hop onboard overthinkers A warm Welcome aboard the overthinker to all our guests, Especially Mr insomnia, and Mrs overthinker, both frequent flyers and our VIP guests I'll be your minds captain......Read the rest...

...This dreadedness has haunted me since my abrupt traumatic brain injury followed by daytime sleep apnea narcolepsy unable to stay awake all day falling a sleep in doctors office on the bus trains in m......Read the rest...

...Gagged by the navy neck-tie crowned upon him by the last soldier, the businessman precariously waltzes the death march down into “Sam’s Greens and Grains”, a specialty salad shop that locally sources......Read the rest...

...Voices in the field, They summon us from our abodes, Is it hell’s road? We take gentle and fearful steps to see what summons. The wind sighs and sings, The wheats dance to its rhythm, No on......Read the rest...

...CRISIS TEAM: HELLO WE ARE HERE TO HELP AGENT BROWN: HELLO I'M AGENT BROWN IN DIRE NEED OF THE FBI HELP AFTER I CONTACTED THE FBI ABOUT THE ARSON MURDERER OF 9 CIRO GARGANO AND HIS ACCOMPLICE ACTUA......Read the rest...

...ECLIPSE Hour by hour Minute by minute People come to visit From the early morning sun It seems so far the clouds have won From sunshine to darkness The eclipse is upon us It feels like th......Read the rest...

...Upon opening the fridge this morning I found, to my great displeasure, that there was nary an egg to be found. Posthaste I marched down to the corner market, grabbed a carton of fresh, free range eg......Read the rest...

... The tiny specks grow a titanic tension. They’re often harmless, Google consoles her. Yet a rare chance burns beyond solace. Is it a harbinger of retinopathy? Will her eye-LEDs illumin......Read the rest...

...Brother Rabbit, tell me please When will the hard times end? Will the hell on earth increase To a no man’s land? Quiet life is my conviction Totally predictable Time goes by, in benediction ......Read the rest...

...** What’s Torn ** What’s been torn off or away may be a recurring theme — of dreams or memory — that nags, popping up unexpectedly to recall or, for dear losses, again grieve… The things thi......Read the rest...

...I am the round, yellow ball in the daytime sky. I have the ability to shine brightly, Like a gold medallion, way up high. My warmth that you feel, I offer it politely. My golden yellow rays cov......Read the rest...