Morning Short List1. Woke up ✓2. Air to breath ✓3. Food to eat ✓4. Roof over head ✓ …yep, it’s a Good day!

The fact that you woke up this morning is proof that this day has already been predetermined in your favor.

It was quite a beautiful thing, the way we simply just came to be, with no effort or trying and slowly we found each other’s hands in the dark. No chains or promises, just a...

It sounds plausible enough tonight, but wait until tomorrow. Wait for the common sense of the morning.

When the curtains of heavens are opened, night births morning

In the hours waking,when we’re still all still,and you can hear the floorboards creaking,and you can feel the shades blow in,the night we slept with,we’ll never kiss like that again.Our lips, will sever, our memories,...

In the morning I get out of bed, I brushmy teeth, I wash my face, I get dressed in the clothes I like best.I want to be good to myself.

Girl Without HandsWalking through the ruinson your way to workthat do not look like ruinswith the sunlight pouring overthe seen worldlike hail or meltedsilver, that brightand magnificent, each leafand stone quickened and specific in it,and...

She says you’re not awake until you’re actually out of bed and standing up.

kisses happenwhen my morning blueberry muffin sails slowly upon my savoring tongue.

And the rain drops kept falling like the sweetest musicleaving tears on the glass,which is what music does to memost of the timebut silence too. and rain.

One evening we made love all morning.

Every “day” born ordinary it’s in our hand to make it extraordinary

In the morning I woke like a sloth in the fog.

We are living in a ‘one morning’ world; we get up one morning and many things have changed! Tomorrow morning, there will be another ‘one morning!

[T]he period between four and six in the morning is called the Brahmamuhurta, the Brahmic time, or divine period, and is a very sacred time to meditate. (140)

The next morning dawned bright and sweet, like ribbon candy.

Morning drew on apace. The air became more sharp and piercing, as its first dull hue: the death of night, rather than the birth of day: glimmered faintly in the sky. The objects which had...

To think I should have lived to be goodmorninged by Belladonna Took’s son, as if I was selling buttons at the door!

Trying to remember a dream from a decade ago is like trying to catch fog in a coffee filter. I could subsist on morning mist.

You are the morning smiles and the midnight whispers; how can I forget you without forgetting them.

Dorothy scratched her dark head, yawning wide, and white feathers floated out of her hair.

They know these mornings well and love them desperately because they cannot last – these people who know that nothing lasts.

Drink your coffee, it clears out the brain in the morning

New days should be greeted like new lovers and babies toddling along a table looking back to make sure we’re watching.

To live without purpose is like to wake up in the morning, walk out of your door into the street without destination

Sad, slow music in the small hours of the morning isn’t just sad and slow music. It’s a narration. And through the myriad of morning dew, we are the twinkling stars that fade with the...

Manhattan in the morning is a living stream of Purpose; everyone’s got a place to be and a problem on their mind. That doesn’t mean it’s and unfriendly place — just busy and preoccupied. Personally,...

Red FoxThe red fox crosses the iceintent on none of my business.It’s winter and slim pickings.I stand in the bushy cemetery,pretending to watch birds,but really watching the foxwho could care less.She pauses on the sheer...

Mine was the twilight and the morning. Mine was a world of rooftops and love songs.

some poems frothand foam and rise…out of my morning cup ofmist-sweetened coffee.

Morning came in through the blinds cutting everything into ribbons.

Isn’t it wonderful, that I can take care of everything?,” then that would be sufficient.

I tried to wear my shirt while it was still on the hanger. That’s just the kind of morning person I am with no coffee.

Good Morning

Lena’s hair was sticking out in about fifteen directions, and her eyes were all small and puffy from crying. So this was what girls looked like in the morning. I had never seen one, not...

Every sunny morning is a great fountain; we quaff ‘sweet hope’ from it.

Seven a.m. on the first day of summer vacation was, to her mind, a dangerous time to be awake. Even God had to be sleeping in.

The desert, when the sun comes up…I couldn’t tell where heaven stopped and the Earth began.

You have a clean slate every day you wake up. You have a chance every single morning to make that change and be the person you want to be. You just have to decide to...

The morning always has a way of creeping up on me and peeking in my bedroom windows. The sunrise is such a pervert.

I yell at yellow like I purr at pink. If they were more fluid, I’d pour meows in my morning coffee.

To wake up each morning is a miracle.

Mornings are like almost clean slates. I say almost clean because the residue of yesterdays is sometimes stuck on them.

Alarm clocks were going off in the city now. One after another, sometimes two or three together, they drove their small silver knives into the body of the great dream that sprawled naked on the...

…to celebrate by making love the first snow of winter.

Each day when you wake up you have a choice: You can have a good day, or you can have a bad day. So you might as well have a good one.

4 am—if I’m ever up that early, it’s because I’m up that late.

Morning without you is a dwindled dawn.

There should be a rule against people trying to be funny before the sun comes up.