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Orange Sky

Orange was the sky

Burning brightly yonder.

The west was still dark and sleepy

But the east was bright and awake.

I took a snapshot of the beauty in my mind

To help me get through the day ahead.

©Maria Michaela

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February Morning

Alarm went off, I’m still quite sleepy

The sun hasn’t risen yet.

Just like that, January came and went

February is still unsure.

I contemplate on what the first day of February will bring

As I slowly start my daily routine.

I Count The Stars

Until the dawn hugs the morning dew

Until dewdrops trickle down the leaves

Until the moon stays full

Until tulips kisses the sunshine

Until it leads back to you

I will continue to count the stars

Not Him

The moon was bright

Not a cloud in sight

I walked slowly, trying to drown the tears.

For once I was sad that the tears weren’t for him

Office With A View

“Good morning”, says the sun

Bright and early it appears.

Beyond the horizon, out at sea

Oh! The day looks clear.

Silence, as this side of the world wakes

Silence, the only thing I hear.

I start my day with a view like this.

PS. I took the above picture from my office’s roof deck.

Milk and Eggs

Morning…

Breakfast…

Cup and coffee?

How about…

A glass

Warm water

Milk?

Pan…

Stove…

Break and beat

Or boil in water

Hard boiled or maybe scrambled

Ahhhh dream breakfast

Ang kabugnawon sa buntag

Maoy mi sugat kanako.

Ang kaalimuot giwagtang

Sa bugnaw nga ni gakos sa ako.

Ang habol, ang unlan, mao ang gigamit sa pagtago

Akong kalipay nga matulog ug dugay-dugay, kutob langit sangko.

The cold morning

Greeted me.

It washed away the humidity

As it embraced me.

The blankets, the pillows, I use as my shield

As I happily sleep longer under the covers that I built.

The Early Morning

In the morning I awake

Before the sun even breaks

I take the moment, I take the silence

I take pleasure in the absence

Of the noise and the fast paced world

Of the toss  and turn where my visiobn becomes blurred

I take each moment that I am alone

Because it is when I am alone, I feel whole

First Light 

Hello first light, it’s been a while

I miss the way you slowly kiss my tired and old face

The way you breathe warmth to my early morning

The way I watch as you slowly rise to greet everyone else.

Hello first light

Those Lazy Days

I wake to the sound of the alarm

So many days I wish not to have it on

But I look forward to those lazy days

Which I think not many of us has

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