PoemsBrowse PoemsSlamsFresh DropEchoes
LearnWriting TipsPoetry TermsPoets & ArtistsBooksFor Teachers
ExplorePoetry GenomePoem MapEchoesTake ActionGroups
AboutWrite a PoemDonateSign UpLog In

LS0407

If you don't learn to write your own story, someone else will write it for you

1 poem·Since October 2016
← Back to Contents

Reading for Breakfast

October 17, 2016

The blaring alarm breaks through the daze,

And the sun shines through the window in a golden haze,

The birds are chirping in a frantic melody,

And my first thought of the morning is "being up this early should be a felony,"

But rise from my bed to face the day,

Because, when it comes to reading, I do not delay,

Reading is the only breakfast I require,

And the only one I would ever desire,

By delving into worlds with fantastic beasts,

I learn new stories upon which my mind feasts,

It is because of reading that I rise in the morning, 

For a day that begins with a book can never be boring.

0 snaps·2 views
View on Power Poetry →