How Beautiful Is Noontime Here
How beautiful is noontime Here the blinds are open The curtains up The sky is gray As paper maiche The air is bitterly chilled The ground is drenched In rain that refuses to refrain From falling here.
noon is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees noon in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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