Sunlight Poems - Poems about Sunlight

tabby cat stretches unaware of its beauty whiskers in sunlight AP: Honorable Mention 2025 Posted on March 19, 2025...

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I can see you by the window from the outside Squinting, smiling through the sunlight You could see me in the corner of your eye But I'm miles away from the sight What’s the news, how is your blood glucose How did you sleep last night You can’t hear my voice I suppose You’d appreciate how hard I have tried You don’t...

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Memories woven, like threads of golden light, Embracing warmth that banishes the night. Laughter's soft echo, a gentle, sweet refrain, Inner sunshine that washes away the rain. Treasured moments, like pearls upon a string, A heart of kindness where gentle songbirds sing. ©bfa031025 ...

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The awning of Ovis, a shade from the sun, Cast patterns of light, where her story begun. Not rain-streaked glass, but a warm, open space, Where her curly brown hair framed a captivating face. She moved through the tables, a sun-dappled dream, Her presence a current, a vibrant sunbeam. "A light, if you have one?" her soft voice inquired, Her eyes, like...

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the sunlight on earth a clock watch for observer accurate precise...

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Halfway through sky Black clouds depart suddenly Burst sunlight get through....

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Sunlight dissolves the shadows, so peaceful Echoing across the meadows and hills Singing to the twilight edges who stills Revealing gentle, silence so easeful Winds expose the secrets of the morning As autumn’s glow colors the world in calm Gifting the whisper of stars through a psalm Poetries rise from the heart’s adorning Seekers of grace rush toward light’s soft flow Listening in earnest...

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We journeyed then as whim behooved, Our lives were eddies, wind and play; Great hearts were we, so far removed Whence any mortal thought might stray. And sunlight streamed upon our souls, And starlight to the distance played; As softly lapping water lulls, I would it were and never fade. For we on honeydew had fed, And with the winter winds were wed, And so,...

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I followed the beams beneath the cloud dotted expanse Dissolving into the earth like the glittering of morning sun Just beyond the weathered cedar planks, notes of crisp juniper invigorate my senses A winding path of moss-covered, rough-hewn stone The forest floor unfurls, a tapestry of hidden stories amidst the swaying willows Iridescent shards, luring me deeper into...

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From a lonely country road I saw in the distance on my bicycle a young couple in traditional dress lovely, in the evening sunlight crossing the wide winter paddy field . They might be returning home from a ceremony. The sight was charming in the setting sun. Today over the paddy fields structures coming up pushing nature away further and further . Schools,shops, and residential buildings...

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sunlight whispers hope for the dark sky hot as hell for my black umbrella but still lightens my path...

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First, its hinted glint tinged the Venetian Blinds like a timid child. Slowly its emboldened gleam permeated the obscure room dispelling night’s cryptic rule. Second, it beamed a brilliant column of sun, glaring through blinds and reflecting against the back wall. Its gradual growing glow bled through cracks and corners of the windows, flooding the room with the brilliant blaze. Finally, the dawn was...

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Words may come and words will go Water rains and winds will blow. Worms crawl ‘round and birds fly high Stars are born and we wonder why. We’re here at all and space is deep Oceans rise while fast asleep. Slumbering in our own cocoons Underneath a bright full moon. Dreaming is as dreaming does Recalling love that never was Waiting for the wake to...

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I have a resilient tomato plant from Iowa. She gave me tomatoes from May until November twentieth. That is over half a year of tomatoes. I had never had a tomato plant like this one. If I had artificial sunlight I would dig her up And stick her in a pot And keep her in the house. Getting tomatoes off her all year...

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Poetry is always here I have no need to show it It’s in the sultry autumn air In the silent place my soul is. It’s in the dappled sunlight Filtered by naked trees In a sweet crisp apple bite Firm against my teeth. Poetry is best kept brief Oft’ times best unspoken As in a maple’s fading leaf Lax beauty is...

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