Welcome to Poetry.com

Poetry.com is a huge collection of poems from famous and amateur poets from around the world — collaboratively published by a community of authors and contributing editors.

Navigate through our poetry database by subjects, alphabetically or simply search by keywords. You can submit a new poem, discuss and rate existing work, listen to poems using voice pronunciation and even translate pieces to many common and not-so-common languages.

Morning Glory

The sun peeks through
the puffy clouds.
The birds begin to chirp.
Gracefully, timidly springs forth,
the Morning Glory.

Stretching and yawning
she comes to life -
happiness, her cup of tea.
Majestically she reigns -
looking o'er the hillside,
the Morning Glory and me.

Confident, perhaps arrogant;
her frilly beauty shines.
But what she feels inside,
lost as she retreats.
Shrivels, closes, gone -
or is that me?
Rate this poem:(5.00 / 1 vote)

About this poem

This poem is comparing a flower with a human!

Font size:
Collection  Edit     

Written on October 25, 2006

Submitted by MarthaK on June 07, 2021

21 sec read

Martha McKee Koletar

I incorporated this poem into a piece of art work that illuminates the words. I am an amateur writer who finds writing poems, short stories, or making customized greeting cards very cathartic! All of my work whether it is painting or writing is an expression of myself! more…

All Martha McKee Koletar poems | Martha McKee Koletar Books

FAVORITE (1 fan)

Discuss this Martha McKee Koletar poem with the community:



    Find a translation for this poem in other languages:

    Select another language:

    • - Select -
    • 简体中文 (Chinese - Simplified)
    • 繁體中文 (Chinese - Traditional)
    • Español (Spanish)
    • Esperanto (Esperanto)
    • 日本語 (Japanese)
    • Português (Portuguese)
    • Deutsch (German)
    • العربية (Arabic)
    • Français (French)
    • Русский (Russian)
    • ಕನ್ನಡ (Kannada)
    • 한국어 (Korean)
    • עברית (Hebrew)
    • Gaeilge (Irish)
    • Українська (Ukrainian)
    • اردو (Urdu)
    • Magyar (Hungarian)
    • मानक हिन्दी (Hindi)
    • Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Italiano (Italian)
    • தமிழ் (Tamil)
    • Türkçe (Turkish)
    • తెలుగు (Telugu)
    • ภาษาไทย (Thai)
    • Tiếng Việt (Vietnamese)
    • Čeština (Czech)
    • Polski (Polish)
    • Bahasa Indonesia (Indonesian)
    • Românește (Romanian)
    • Nederlands (Dutch)
    • Ελληνικά (Greek)
    • Latinum (Latin)
    • Svenska (Swedish)
    • Dansk (Danish)
    • Suomi (Finnish)
    • فارسی (Persian)
    • ייִדיש (Yiddish)
    • հայերեն (Armenian)
    • Norsk (Norwegian)
    • English (English)


    Use the citation below to add this poem to your bibliography:


    "Morning Glory" Poetry.com. STANDS4 LLC, 2021. Web. 14 Jun 2021. <https://www.poetry.com/poem/102085/morning-glory>.

    We need you!

    Help us build the largest poetry community and poems collection on the web!

    Browse Poetry.com


    Are you a poetry master?

    Lewis Carroll wrote: "You are old father William, the young man said..."
    • A. "and you seem to have lost your sight"
    • B. "and your hair has become very white"
    • C. "and your eyes have become less bright"
    • D. "and you're going to die tonight"

    Our favorite collection of

    Famous Poets