Tag: morning

Christmas With My Coffee

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I have music playing,

the kind reminds me of my childhood,

sitting around the tree,

listening to my dad,

make Christmas morning bacon.

I’m holding my coffee in my hand

I have a smile on my face,

listening to the past,

feeling a bit of life’s Grace.

It’s Christmas morning,

I know I have my kids,

my life is pretty sweet,

there’s a good layer of snow outside,

I’ll shovel a little later on.

Tonight I’ll be with family,

my heart will certain be full.

I’m holding onto my coffee

this lovely Christmas morning.

Morning Drowse

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Just waking up

my eyes have to adjust

to morning sunlight

my thoughts,

not yet in my head

still dreaming

of last nights escapades.

It’s funny how

when we first wake up

we’re not really cognizant

of what drives our soul

until later in the morning

maybe after coffee,

we realize our heart still aches

we wonder still.

I’d like to hang onto

the fog

as long as I can

on mornings like this

when peace is still at hand.

Early Morning

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In the gaze of candles

illuminating the room,

my children’s faces,

held in time to behold.

I was wondering about the day,

the new year,

watching flickering lights

waiting for me to decide.

I looked up from my coffee

slow immediate steam swirls

reminding me of beauty,

the little things that turn our lives

to where we land,

and then I thought of

that time before.

© Thom Amundsen 1/2022

Waking Odyssey

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Whole nature of ego

crashing down

waking a morning slow

choosing frown

let go

Let go

Start to drown

eating away confidence though

conscious of the crown

opening eyes in sunlight, embrace ego

©️ Thom Amundsen 8/2021

A Gentle Breeze

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I woke to their singing

like lounging by the river

a fresh morning dew

preparing us a sky as blue.

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This isn’t just remembering

more holding truth to who we

are when a cloudy mind reflect

upon a gentle swaying we select.

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Last night heard words ringing

soft reminders why we are now

Inside lovely dreams, a fantasy

in strength settling a symbolic sea.

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I lay in bed awaiting a morning sun

gray skies gifted me a gentle breeze.

©️Thom Amundsen 4/2021

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Eyes Open

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Glance outside, slatted reminder

Cloud cover inside rays of sunlight

Awakening to keen choice occasion

Mindless storms set aside today

We are on rhythm designed a hunter

Those whose early rise a sorrow might

Upon now themselves haunting derision

Having practiced in life what we may

For truth will shine in a forever soul

Feel that organic nature of our whole

A startle usually a ticket out of a hole

Skylit harmony help an ugliness ease,

Hold powerful a sweet sensual release

Natural support provide accentuate peace

©️Thom Amundsen 8/2020

Shaded Tone

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Amid a shelter sun glances my natural setting,

I do imagine only the lightest of notion,

the beauty of the day, the ease in time,

to know our lives were meant to live this way.

 

When the eyes forever see the forest blend,

Is it not a remarkable reality to breathe in,

such beauty in a horizon filled by love,

allows desire, passion, wanton hope evolve.

 

For I am a single soul in the grip of natural light,

expectant only to travel in peace tonight,

watching the world through leaves of July,

knowing the august of my life is near by.

 

Feel the breeze, cool dew lays ground,

coming alive, sweet Nature’s bound.

Morning Ritual

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Cool haze of a morning frost settles the eye
A sky has a limit and shadows do comply
While I wonder in warmer tonal slumber cry
Winds seek shelter seem to only suggest why.

How is it a mind choose to travel this distance
While away the morning if by given chance
A mood is drawn on canvas a spectacular blue
Pastel reminders of the silliness we eschew

When do I cry in the moment this time allow
If while walking alone in silence wander how
Lonely is a gust of wind a shallow reminder now
Callous is nature at the human condition’s bow

Whisper hello towards a greeter in the quiet release
In this our routine, sweet breathe we a lover’s peace.

A Morning Notion

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Begin in sunlit sky beguiler day
The same result might be impossible.
We wander in mind to discover way
Breathe positivity remarkable.
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In life to know in peace delightful air
Think heartfelt, soulful, suggest promotion.
Find fortune inside sweet beautiful fare
Solidify choice inside elation.
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What hold will truth create family love
Universals speak in magnetism
Celebrate change demand history hove
Live free live dignified mannerism.
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I woke again to fright anxiety
Compassion in winsome allegory