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What a glorious day ahead!A Poem by OnlymeMisty morning on a winters day.No one up. As so early.Streets are deserted and so beautifully peaceful.You could hear a pin dropon the pavement.The ai.. |
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the obstinate moonA Chapter by Lyn Andersona little ditty |
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2. THE KITCHEN MIRRORA Chapter by Peter RogersonA new day and a new shock. |
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Morning BirdsA Poem by Sultana ShtayanSuddenly Your Voice Got Into My Head Districting Me Of What I’m Thinking About Leaving Me Speechless Of How Beautiful You Are |
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How you start your Day?A Poem by OnlymeIs your morning ritual to hit that dam alarm clock offand snooze awhile longer in your bed.Or are you the type to jump upautomatically and get things .. |
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Creation mythA Poem by pharaohnicaThe night was born With a thousand screaming stars The egg had cracked Pearl-scaled dragon slithered out The moon turned pale And hid behind .. |
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Black CoffeeA Poem by AnnaSteam curls against the windshield of apolice car,creeping up from a cup of black coffee.A slow flashing light; red, green, yellow.Periodically changi.. |
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A Dancing Towards Making.A Poem by Ken Simm.How to look and draw. |
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The beautyA Poem by germenLook around is the beauty around you |
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A Spring Ode of HopeA Poem by Kathy Van KurinInner realization and joy knowing the winter cold is ebbing away and Spring is coming to stay.r |
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Silent sunrise 🌞A Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..Thoughts of my soulmate and the morning |
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Not always awakeA Poem by Benita-Staebell M - Kindr..Not a morning person😴😜 |
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AWAKEN VOICEA Poem by anthony blakeMORNING RISE TO FACE THE MANY CHALLENGES |
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Exaggeration of a Saturday MorningA Story by JoshuaOne Saturday morning, I hear the rattling sound of the pouring rain. The aroma of my freshly brewed coffee. You can say this is just a perfect Saturda.. |
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To Wake Up EarlyA Poem by HermitJust a few thoughts about how I feel about early mornings. |
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Three In The MorningA Poem by WafaIt's three in the morning, and I still think about you And all the things that we dreamed to do, but we didn't It’s three in the morning, .. |
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QuestioningA Poem by UnderCompulsionOn the tip of the toe, I feel you Breathing in another day. Just the look gave you away. The tone of your voice, A silky silhouette, and m.. |
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SonnetA Poem by Stephen Rodriguez, PhDWritten recently: imitation of old school sonnet structure |
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