I enjoy getting up early to watch the sun rise. I like to see the darkness turn to bright blue skies. I try to write each morning when my head is truly clear. The words come from someplace but I don’t know where. ~ I haven’t written a love poem since I don’t know when. Of course I’m still in love, more than I was then. But I can’t control my pencil, it might be controlling me. Because when the paper fills, I can hardly wait to see. ~ I’m hoping for a love poem that I can share today. I’ll wake my darling soon and “I love you” I will say. I’d love to read her poem while she sips her morning brew. And the kisses that come after is all I want to do. ~ Perhaps it’s just a phase or these crazy times we’re in. But it seems like a long time since I made my sweetheart grin. I see this page is filling and a love poem it’s not quite. But there will be tomorrows, then a poem for her I’ll write.
My pad today was totally blank, it’s the bliss I feel I have to thank. I woke up early to see the sunrise; the truth was there before my eyes. ~ My darling slumbers peacefully, her dreams, I’m sure, are with me. And as the dark turns to light, I’ve warm thoughts of our cozy night. ~ Seems all the negatives have burned away, now only pluses fill my day. I’ll wake her soon and my sun will shine. I’ll kiss her softly, truly thankful she’s mine. ~ The kisses returned with a smile, and then we’ll chat and giggle a while. We’ll both then rise for our day anew. And we’ll share our bliss, now times two.
I woke today to see the sun, to watch it rise my day begun. But the clouds got in the way. So I’ll have to wait another day. ~ But life goes on as it should. I wouldn’t change it if I could. A day of gray won’t get me down. I’m alive, so I can’t frown. ~ A start is good, but to finish is best. The time between is just a test. We make the grade when we rise. And see the world through others’ eyes. ~ The dawn was brilliant somewhere for sure. And sunny thoughts will warm the pure. So today I write in the dimmest of light, surely better than endless night. ~ I’ve seen the dark as many do. Ups and downs are nothing new. But clouds do part and linings exposed. So I’ll save the gloom till my eyes stay closed.
Hurry up it’s getting late,
the morning’s nearly past.
I missed today’s sunrise
and the roads are filling fast.
It’s not that I’ve a place to go,
or anyone I need to see.
I just like the early morning time,
it’s when my mind is free.
I prefer to write at first light
and be ready when my darling wakes.
She’ll sip a coffee and read her poem,
with a couple of kissing breaks.
Our day then starts happily
and continues through the night.
Then we’ll snuggle once again
and know that all’s alright.
Whispers we’ll share and more kisses too,
until our eyelids weigh.
We’ll dream about each other
and yet another wonderful day.
The sun rises to start a new day.
I awoke to a smile beaming my way.
The smile returned with a good morning kiss.
Our day’s now started in good morning bliss.
Work’s to follow and time apart,
but smiles remain because of our start.
Memories flash as the minutes creep by.
I’ll count those seconds till home I’ll fly.
With my head in the clouds, I’ll open the door,
greeted with love by the one I adore.
The sunset we’ll share embraced as one,
our day’s now over and our evening begun.
Making love by candlelight,
intertwined through the night,
sunrise glows and her face I see.
The brightest sun has shined on me.
Her eyes will open to a loving smile.
We’ll snuggle closer and kiss awhile.
Love we’ll share in the morning light.
And we’ll save our candles for tonight.
The sun’s rising on a happy note. Music’s low, eyes open to what she wrote. Spirit’s high and excitement’s felt. Colorful words shared and dwelt. ~ The sky’s brightening to pastel hues. Old snow absorbs winter’s blues. Each day wanes its frosty reflection. Moments are waiting of pure perfection. ~ Warming’s new, thawing on its way. Lives freshly created every day. Images stage what’s perceived. Minds arrange what’s deceived. ~ Visions form words, words become visions. Answer’s clear but for decisions. As is the suns rise and fall, without doubt. Our projection, this day’s about.
Awaiting the sunrise,
starlight fills sleepy eyes,
coffee’s brewing brighter skies.
I feel today’s a happy day.
Clearing is the persistent gray.
And spring’s finally on its way.
Summer’s next, heart’s to thaw.
The beats of two inspire with awe.
Sunset’s as one an unimagined draw.
With a change of hue fall we’ll thirst,
a future’s quenched well-rehearsed.
But I think I need my second cup first.
I woke this morning without a thought.
Inspiration and ideas today are naught.
I’m not depressed, just a little blue,
trying not to be stressed but so much to do.
These past few years filled with good and bad.
Happy at times but I feel more sad.
Love was had and gone, felt again but lost.
Now to love again I fear the cost.
Heart’s fragile, just a throbbing lump.
Mind’s cluttered like a dump.
My soul burns for a sunny day.
My body aches for a better way.
Feeling flush or torn to shards,
time it seems, holds all the cards.
What’s the deal, I ask with reservation.
Rise and shine or be dulled with hesitation.
I rose at sunrise hoping for light.
Solace unfound in the dead of night.
The sky was clear, the outside bright.
Dirty dishes in my sink obscured my sight.
Beauty’s framed between the panes.
Life’s contained within our brains.
The past raps our view in chains.
Hearts beat with bloody stains.
An hour passed and coffee’s done.
Distracted by clutter there’s no time for fun.
The future surrounds with nowhere to run.
Plans unmade have already begun.
Standing still won’t get you there.
Steps taken lead to somewhere.
Dreams awaken wishes to share.
Wishing only dreams awakens a nightmare.
Steady ground supports our feet.
Standing tall feels complete.
Second cups ready, I feel the heat.
And a little sugar helps make it sweet.
In darkness risen for a day surely bright.
Dawn awaits the future in sight.
Weather’s uncertain but spirits alight.
Drizzle chilled can dampen not our night.
A sun shining somewhere is on my mind.
Horizons call together we’ll find.
Souls united with hearts in kind.
The warmth of two leaves darkness behind.
I woke today before the dawn,
jumped out of bed with a stretch and a yawn.
A dense fog filled sleepy eyes.
There’s a chill in the air, no surprise.
Sweater on and coffee made,
dreams of night soon to fade.
Dreams of love soon to flow,
I’ll send my poem to let you know.
Our time together now is near.
Eyes wide open all is clear.
I’ll think of my day shared with you.
And the great times we have whatever we do.