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every morning,
a parade of perfect lives,
smiles meticulously adjusted,
breakfast that looks more like a work of art,
but deep down,
it's just granola and a desperate hunt for likes.

people transform into characters,
each post a script,
each photo a scene,
life in shining squares
where reality dissolves like sugar in water.

hashtags dance on the screen,
like confetti at a birthday ...

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Awakening in the Stillness

In the stillness of the morning,
the world awakens softly.
Light spills over the horizon,
casting shadows that dance
among the whispers of leaves.

A bird sings...
its song unfolding like petals,
with each note a breath of possibility,
a promise of an unexplored day,
where the air is thick with dreams.

Footsteps on a winding path,
and each step a choice:
the ground beneath the feet,...

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Late

Shut my eyes on Sunday evening. 

Moments pass, the clock is screaming.

Flip my switch from dream to drowning 

in a sea of morning light.

 

Scoop the mucus from my lashes.

Splash my cheeks and scrub my gnashers.

Quell the bloating crush of pressure.

I’m already late!

 

Complacent men and placid women -

TV Breakfast hosts - sit grinning

at the fan-like big hand sp...

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Good Morning!

The sparkling dew

Provides the bling

My soundtrack

Are the birds who sing 

My coffee steams

With rainbow dreams

As weary eyes

 

View capricious skies

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Morning

Morning Dew

The woody petrichor

tingles my nose

as she brings me coffee

under the dimming lights

of a pergola

The rain has calmed the air

And the dawn starts to crack the clouds

with shards of yawning sunlight

She smiles

Her eyes twinkle like morning dew

I watch her saunter away

 And take a hot, comforting sip

of coffee 

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untitled pillows

 

Dawn disclosed it –

Light from an honest butter sky

Reveling in a freelance body next to me,

With our fragrant attraction

As dried up

As an Atacamian kiss.

 

I put in me

Sweet, sweet whiskey

Sweet scorned man.

 

Back then, under the accents

And sweet reprieve of street swept skies

We had clinked our glasses several times

In mome...

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blue tears

blue tears

 

her blue tears

falling on the pink morning

created a lavender sky

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Morning Sip

Beep, beep, beep

The alarm goes

Creaakkkkkk

The bed goes

Pop, snap, crack

The person goes

Drip, drip, drop

The coffee goes

Sip, breath in, ahhh

The person goes

This is the

Morning Sip

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November Morning

Beep Beep Beep
The screaming of my alarm alerts me that it's time to stir awake from my sleepless dreams
I grab my mug and pour the dark liquid hell to get me through another day of 8-5
I grab my favorite unprepossessing red and brown checkered flannel with my short deep blue shorts
My eyes graze the outside sight of the glass infront of me
Cold, damp finger prints left by my hand as I begin ...

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Prelude to a working day

 

The toast was warm and buttery

The coffee, hot and strong

The radio played a reminisce

From sunny days long gone

I sipped away the aches & pains

And watched the morning light 

Brush honey upon the basking birds

That sang with all their might

The open door leaked warming breeze

And a hint of dewy blooms

But, time tick-tocked reality

To rejoin life's spinning lo...

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The Winter Morning!

The Winter Morning!

Ujjal Mandal, India

The winter morning sheds thick tears, 
None but the sun comes to weep 
Her tears out as a mother does when
The child cries.

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The Motherly Sun

The Motherly Sun

Ujjal Mandal, India

The morning weeps 
All night. 
When the white wind 
Helps to flow her thick tears more, 
The sun with motherly 
Affection wipes her wet eyes out.

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Rain and Balloon

Raindrops are laughing,      

Falling,

 

Like cherry

Blossoms,

 

Onto the garden                   

Pond 

                                    

​I am alone                             

Floating on,

 

A little cooling the warmth                       

Of summer morning; 

 

As if flying

Big sky balloons

                     

Of birthday party   ...

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Ritual

Ritual

 

It is a grey morning

I am awake early

The backdoor is open

And cool air enters the kitchen

My father is on his knees

Scrubbing a wire brush

On the fire grate

Newspapers on the floor

He takes a rag

And pours black lead

Onto the stiffened fibres

Then he smears it

Onto the scrubbed surfaces

He balls up the newspaper

And throws it on the hearth

...

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Before the World Wakes Up

unlocked of chains each morning

my mind is freshly out of it's shower

soaked all night in spinal fluid

let's dry off with a cup of sunrise coffee

 

cat whines and yelps for crunch

 

this day starts off with the fading feelings

leftover from the distancing of my fresh dream

my subconcious slipping away

but here I hold a string I left there

if I could only pull mysel...

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Morning calm

A world of desperation. 

The face and the faceless. 

Indescribable yet on the tip of my tongue.

Impecability holds the key to power.

I stare out over the city on my park bench throne.

The morning hours calm my mind. 

Crows speak in their own tongue. 

I reflect on a night of dreaming. 

The number is 4. 

Time to let go of what I can no longer carry. 

My saving grace is ...

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You're Welcome

 

You're Welcome

 

Lovely smiles at early morning, 
Poetic voice says: “Hello” 
Shiny eyes yearning look.
 Asking happily “How are you?” 

 

When did we met and where! 
Few years ago, may be more 
It was crowded party there 
When she shines out of the door 

 

We had a table, but no talk 
Merrily smile, she looks shy 
Asked timidly can we walk? 
I shook hands, then walk...

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Epiphany in the Early Morning

Low early autumn sun

a lone long strand of spider silk

                stretched across the window glass

                above a tiny downy feather like a snowflake

shivering in the breeze

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Quiet River

Quiet River

 

When the morning's flight

lifts the darkened blind,

and slows the speed of time,

be ready in your heart and mind

 

with gratitude, as you drift

on a sweet and quiet river,

lined by silent watchers;

remember their gifts, and the jewels

                           of the givers,

 

For that light is sure to glow

fierce and steady in your memory -

...

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The power of a place

Let the sound of the seas swell wash away the pain

Let the whoosh and crush of pebbles float away the strain

Morning light shimmering across flat sparkling sea

Morning swimmers lightly shivering as they rush to shore

Boys and girls peddle, skate and scoot by

Direction not known but heading for fun

Happy voices bouncing all around

Only early but excitement abounds

New vistas...

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Dance Dance

Dance Dance

I may when the sun comes up

To the worlds glorious rise

To her chant, her breath, her freedom

Her nurturing boundaries

Such nectar,

 

Dance Dance

I may when the sun comes up

In the evening I shall rest

Rest inside her sweet surrender

Contented to my soil rich roots

For the world has been my playground

 

Dance Dance

I may when the sun comes u...

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Typical

Another moist, reluctant sunrise
through the night sweat morning dew
emancipated
the worm pushed towards the light
loosely erect

Across the lawn
the over stuffed pigeon
puffed up her unkempt plumage
cooed a taunt
How dare you wake up today
How dare you show that you tried today

Waddling heavily
she pinched him up
gluttony oozing
heaved him away
apatheticaly consenting to his fat...

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Porridge

Porridge

 

In the morning

make sure I calculate

precise,

Flat packet grains compress

into calibrated measure,

To be levelled

then dispensed,

With milk added to twice the degree,

Stirred,

Placed in microwave,

A minute of vibrational rotation.

Stirred,

Returned for half the spell of time.

Withdrawn,

Stirred.

Seed topping on the milky mass,

Insalt...

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The Dawn

"It's coming!"
 
The excited chatter began
among the blades of grass
Damp with dew
Clamouring with anticipation
of a new day
 
But that sunrise
with its hues of pinks, blues and
smiling white clouds
was born to be seen
and exploded silently
All the better to listen
 
The hedges crinkled in admiration
The fields cooed one by one
Even the surliest of trees
blinked in th...

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dawnsunrisemorningsounds

Untold Truth

We woke up 

You were smiling at me

You looked so unexpectedly happy

Wrapped my neck in your arms

Gave me a tight squeeze

I ask why

You won't reply

You never do

But that's the great thing

You don't have too

I already know what's held to be true

It doesn't have to be spoken

It doesn't have to be said

Yes, we might be in a little over our heads

Undoubtedly we...

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Dawn

Dawn is naked and alive
pirouetting in the street outside
she is a broad grey sky, endless above

It's not rain...
just some foggy spray licking windows
a coat the building wears
a metaphor I cannot interpret
all irony is groggily lost on me
yawning with my whole body
struggling with the load of memory
I'm oiling daily

So maybe I should stay indoors
get the fire going, boil the kett...

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A fall in the Morning

 

 

The razor cold breeze whipped at the small child.

For the tall pines grew below the cliff—no help--

And offered their apologies in their own way,

Filling the air with their sharp centric scent

And swaying like an ocean of green in the wind.

 

But, that day, the boy could not tell trees from tears,

And he could not smell aught but what he tasted:

Just copper and sa...

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Morning's Moon

I try to understand but do not know

what science explains: physics

or optics or geometrics or plain old

straight-line-is-the-shortest-difference.

 

Moon’s crescent bowl holds pure

white milk, defeating gravity’s pull

that levels water, that lets me

understand emotional truth of balance.

 

I wonder how the sun can pasteurize

the moon since I can’t see the sun.

Li...

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Your dawn chorus

 

 
In our deliberately darkened bedroom, 
the silvery slivers of this day's first light
softly kiss the contours of your face,
carefully carving out each perfect curve 
like a sand-dune's crest
beneath a bright new moon.
These lines,
as bold and clear as Nevada neon,
sing out in harmony
a dawn chorus of good fortune
heard by my eyes alone...

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Good Morning, Good Morning

this house is awakening
it yawns and stretches its
aged bones, as last night’s ghosts scurry
home, with the copper blood running
warm through worm pricked floors

I lie,like you, while you lie,
like me, under the nights warm stink
and the claw and the purr
of the cat’s half lidded lazy gaze
as the foundations shake with each
passing race of 18 wheel freight

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This Morning

Distant chill and early morning

Rising in the cold

The car's all frozen thawing slowly

Where’s my woolly scarf?

 

The radios drones on with a weather warning

And I’m shivering in the cold

The kettle seems to be taking ages

The toast is taking its time

Where’s the butter and marmalade?

It’ll be cold today, I’m told

 

Gloved and scarved, scraper in ...

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Weekend Quest

Good morning campers

 Time for more ramblings from my mind, spewing forth on the page like a student at a house party. Something a bit more story based from me this time, Inspired by a recent trip to Berlin and a simply amazing club called Weekend. I think the poem tells you everything else you need to know.

 

Weekend Quest

Low lit square at 3AM
Carriage pulls up
Exchange m...

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MAKING DO WITH MISERY

Morning comes but once a day

And that's enough for me.

I face each day without you,

Making do with misery.

 

Morning comes but once a day,

My punishment goes on,

For all the ways I hurt you

In the dark times dead and gone.

 

Morning comes but once a day,

And with it comes the light,

To show me what I know so well

That there's no end in sight.

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Balloons in the tree

Pass me the toys I'll play with you

lets load the riffle let the bullet go loose!

Who's gonna shoot the balloons in the tree?

Who's gonna pull the knives out of me?

 

Your little sister now owns your touch

cook for the robots 'cause they fought for us

we'll never let the kite go fly free

we never ever will let you leave

 

So you've really got it going

...

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Breakfast Epiphany

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There are days
that songs are stifled
or the throat hoarse and weary
No more do notes glide softly -
raking leaves strewn across
the littered lawn
their butterfly wings
hung up in the wait
for another sunny day.


There are nights
that stars squander
their luminescence
on unappreciative lovers
roaming listlessly by
a moonlit shore
their br...

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