
You’re interesting
Alluring, mysterious
You’re my morning fog
A haiku
A metaphor poem
You’re interesting
Alluring, mysterious
You’re my morning fog
A haiku
A metaphor poem
Sunrise
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Gauzy broth veils the golden yolk
Morning cobwebs dull goals and dreams
head clears as sky clears, future gleams
Ready to eat this day. Won’t choke.
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A Redondilla Poem
Morning Ritual
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After waking up
Before you head for coffee
While I still slumber
You walk around the bed and
Touch my foot, my heart is thrilled
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As I tip toe by
Letting the darkness stay dark
I gather my clothes
Letting my love sleep her sleep
Until the spoon makes her wake.
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My alarm goes off
Gather my clothes then head down
My shuffle is slow
The clang of the spoon wakes her
With her I start the new day
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Eyes closed but aware
You are starting your long day
Before it begins
You lovingly touch my foot
Then creak down to make coffee
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(A Somonka Poem)
Two versions:
1st = me then he
2nd = he then me
Early Morning Commute
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I assumed the art was of glowing twilight
Purple sky resembles a painting I have
Hazy morning forms silhouettes of charcoal
Morning not twilight
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(A Sapphic Stanza)
Real or Reality
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Blank screen
Without it on I notice
The screech owl cooing in the dark quiet morning woods
The flimsy barrier of the screen door no resistance to the sound
And as the slightest hint of indigo
Begins to change the morning sky
Before any touch of golden sun appears
The barred owl also makes herself known
Echoing through the damp and still dark forest
As the dark, silent screen of the television
Reflects back to me my position
on the couch with morning tea
I can hear the faint content purr of Tom Cat
And feel his soft fur against my thigh
A small warm spot on this mild
Late summer morning
Another day beginning
As the golden enters the sky
A gentle breeze briefly causes the heavy dew to rain down
To the driveway from large leaves nearly ready to fall
With the spark of morning sun begins a chorus
First one loud clear voice above the constant din of katydid treble
Announcing the day has begun
Dozens more follow until the entire house and yard is filled with beginning
No power button just powerful.
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(An Idyll Poem)
Image from public domain
Good Morning
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Dark room
Quiet
Alarm
Rolling over
Wake up kisses
Percolation
Kettle whistle
Spoons clink
Screen door creaks
Warm sips
Cool air
Bird song
Quiet conversation
Day brightens
See you later kisses
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(An Aubade Poem)
Making Tracks
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Early morning I go
Into deep snow
Traversing woods aglow
Wondering what is below
Grateful the going is slow
Appreciating the show.
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(A Monorhyme Poem)