Good Morning

Good Morning short poem

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As the sun beats down
on another glorious day,
the blackbirds are singing
in their sweet little way.

The world is still
and my mind is at peace,
how I pray for this stillness
as it offers such release.

The sky so blue
and clear overhead,
the world still in slumber;
tucked up in their beds.

Dreaming of worlds
with strange designs
and, for now at least,
this moment is mine.

To sit back and breathe
the freshness of the dawn,
the early morning dew
sitting twinkling on the lawn.

The gentle sway
of the rustling trees,
disturbed from rest
by a gentle breeze.

The distant sounds
of a world slowly waking,
muted in the background,
from the moment, not taking.

The best time of day
is the first light of dawn
as I sit and ponder
a life newly born.

The sun, the sky,
the birds and myself,
the warmth soaking through
with a feeling of good health.

If there’s one thing I could say
to you my dear friends,
it’s that I pray that this moment,
for us, never ends.

Written by Darren Scanlon, 21st June 2014.
Revised 26th June 2015.

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ALL POEMS ©2015 DARREN SCANLON. ALL RIGHTS RESERVED. * Words and music have always played a major role in my life. A life without being able to enjoy music and express in words would be, for me, empty and cold.I have been writing since age 16, some 30+ years now but have only recently started publishing my works. Since doing so in Dec 2013, I have published 4 novels and 5 volumes of poetry, (available on words are my life. If they touch you in any way, if you are able to take something from them, then my work has achieved its goal and I am a happy man.Welcome to my world. Darren.
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Swathi Rao

An uplifting write!! Very nice!

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It takes a poet to notice such poetic transition of a morning that takes place everyday barring inclement weather. @dartherino such sensitivity is rewarded with beauty that you became aware of, and the joy of having such delightful poem.

Peter Kiggin

Enlightening and a truly waking moment


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