Tagged: night

Regret Poems About Life: 1

Storage

Poem Every morning, my eyelids push open upon my brain, and, as light streams through the windows to my soul, the boxes and stacks of grief piled against them topple and become a heap....

encourage poem 0

Wings

Poem   Shimmering in the pale night, Wings fluttering like leaves, Coming to rest for a moment on a window-pane; Looking in, at the candlelight that we can’t get to, Longing to rest in...

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Vain

It was vain The attempt of the waves, repeatedly crashing against, the climb that it starts to take. It was vain. They were bent on staying permanently. They thought they would not leave this...

memory poem 0

Sing Your Chant

Poem   The day is the yellow of a sun. And the sky is smiling back through lands and grass as green as thousands emeralds and the beach is kissed by waves as blue as...

morning poetry 0

Mourning of the Morning

Poem   There were blues in the hues of the morning, mourning the end of night. There, too, were warm rays of sunshine upon the heads of early doves. Words were absent from the...

school haibun 0

Educational Sights

Haibun Brightly decorated bulletin boards show off fraction worksheets and reading logs. A table outside Ms. Flynn’s classroom has a ball suspended in water or a magnet-with magnets around. Frankie, Stephan, James and another...

nature haibun 1

Blossoming Terrors

Haibun   The Japanese Maple grew in the center of 52 Holland’s front yard. Its long branches stretch to the sky like a petitioning priest. Its maroon foliage crowns the tree like a lion’s...

amazing haibun 0

Another Day Passes

Haibun   The sky deepens from blue to violet. The last dull, orange line above the darkened Ramapo Mountains fades. A distant cloud carries a hint of it along. Twilight comes. It’s Friday. The...

read short love poems 0

At Night

Poem   As the night sky’s blanket stretches over the sun and clouds Wrapping them up for the next day As I watch from the waterfront, leaning over the weathered rail and see one...

haibun haiku 2

Pre-Smuggs Insomnia

Haibun Poetry   It’s a quarter to one in the morning. Cricket songs, and the ever-present drone of Thruway traffic, pass through our open bedroom windows. We’ll be on our way to Smuggler’s Notch...

read something uplifting 2

Breathe

Poem   When all the luxuries of the world are at your feet, What worries you honey? When all the love and care is being bestowed to please, What worries you honey? Breathe. Breathe....

Poem About Nightmares 0

2 a.m.

Poem About Nightmares   Sleep has wrapped its thick bands around me and lazily pulls me down into bed. The alarm clock sits, poised on the edge of the nightstand relishing every minute that...