Funny Poems About Morning or Morning Funny Poems

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Poem Details | by Scott Thirtyseven |
Categories: giggle, humorous, morning,



Good morning World.

Damn you!
and your warm
sunray fingers
prying open my eyes.

Robbing me of my
nocturnal fantasies,
my semiconscious bliss.

Leaving the remnants
of my peace 
and tranquillity
laying scattered across
my face and through
my hair.

Your rising light
shrinking the shadows
of my freedom.

I will not be seduced
by your clear blue promises.

For your pressing realities
already taste foul
in my mouth.

Leave me Morning
to my diminishing serenity.

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Poem Details | by Susan Jeavons |
Categories: children, family, humor, husband, imagery, stress,

Monday Morning Madness

Monday Morning Madness

Just because the morning starts
like the morning straight from hell,
and the little one is screaming
and you need a magic spell,
just because you burned the pancakes
and the bacon, well it’s crisp,
do not rant and rave and stutter
or you’ll acquire a nasty lisp!
If your husband’s little habits
drive you batty, do not fret,
but don’t fill his cup with poison;
well, perhaps at least not yet!
If the dog destroyed your curtains
and your mother-in-law is back,
and you hurt your precious pinky
when you tried to nail a tack,
do not turn suicidal
and do not give up, no way!
After all it’s just the morning!
You still have the whole damn day!

Poem Details | by Jan Allison |
Categories: humorous,

Morning Glory - Contains Innendo - Bawdy

The farmer’s **** rises each morning It signals a new day is dawning His wife ignores him in bed Says she’s got a bad head Perhaps she requires pre-warning NB I BREAK NO RULES POSTING BAWDY LIMERICKS - THE FORM IS BY NATURE ALLOWED TO BE RIBALD AND I GIVE WARNING THE POEM MAY CONTAIN INNUENDO 07/08/21

Poem Details | by Jslambert Mister Roboto |
Categories: angst, confusion, depression, funny, girlfriend-boyfriend, introspection, life, love, passion, people, philosophy, romance, social, sorry

Shameful Morning

not sure how she got here 
only know she needs to leave

underneath the stranger 
my arm numb; asleep, 
mouth a desert.
a hundred dead cigarettes dance my tongue dry 

princess of night 
exposed by light. 
get me out of this;
another dreaded morning mess. 

bed broken
along with my will. 
I swore never again; 
the lie is half the thrill.


Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: funny

Mm, In the Morning

There's a blond poetess out there At her picture I delightedly stare Admiring her curves and shapes Oh man I do wish to drape In the morning we awaken all bare

Poem Details | by Gary Watkins |
Categories: funny love,

Morning After

False kiss
Ends tryst

Poem Details | by Sheri Fresonke Harper |
Categories: food, funny, morning, senses,

Missed It

sun up at my feet
fresh bread, bacon sizzling scent
I guess not awake

Poem Details | by Thomas Kourkoulis |
Categories: child, funny,

Morning Surprise

The culprit asleep 
Upstairs. I go cross-eyed.
Lego in my shoe.

Poem Details | by Jakob Vaught |
Categories: funny, summer,

Saturday Morning

I woke up in a Saturday Morning
sleeping in too late.
It is a little boring
this is the mood I really hate.

I missed all of my favorite cartoons
its now 11 o'clock.
Maybe I should play with my harpoon
but I know I'll just be told to stop.

While I'm writing this poem
my brother comes up to me and says hey.
Then I go to my friends home
and that is what makes my Saturday.

Jakob Vaught

Poem Details | by Paula Goldsmith |
Categories: flower, humor, morning, rain, spring, sun, wind,

Spring's Other Side

Spring is the time to venture out and play
the pretty flowers are wearing the bees
maybe it is bright and sunny all day
early morning may come with a cool breeze.

Did you remember to put on bug spray
or you will be lunch and eaten alive
make sure that you do not become their prey
watch out for the low large hanging beehive.

Springtime can bring sun and much needed rain
we sneeze and blow our nose as flowers grow
today their beautiful colors will reign
as the soft wind will magically blow.

I cannot wait for this warm special time
and hear the ringing sound from the wind chime.


Date Written:2/2/2023

4 Place

Poem Details | by James Fraser |
Categories: funny

Early Morning Warning

There once was this lady I was desiring
Upon meeting she became so damn tiring
She kept me up all night
And fatigued I took fright
I hope that it was blanks I was firing

Poem Details | by Nola Perez |
Categories: humorous,

What To Do Instead of Making Coffee First Thing In the Morning

Write a poem…

I'm not without passion,
I keep it controlled.
To temper the action,
that's my role.
Not to say I am passive,

don't care to relate.
If I need to elevate, 
the key I keep 
is to where flame 
burns deep.

Summer is ending.
Where did it go,
maybe the cicadas know,
singing their lives out
with a corporate shout.

Where did it go,
to make room for snow?
We have none here.
Less reason to fear
the end is near.

Poem Details | by Rufus Reed |
Categories: children, kids, funny, how i feel, humor, humorous, morning, sleep, weather,

Duvet Day

It's warm beneath this duvet.
Outside it's cold and grey.
I wish I could roll over
And stay in bed today.
There's things I should be doing,
But if you'd let me choose
I'd stay beneath this duvet
And keep on pressing snooze

Poem Details | by Rudolph Rinaldi |
Categories: care, funny, funny love, good morning, good night, goodbye,

The Oversized Plastic Coffee Cup Says

The oversized

Plastic coffee cup 

with the plastic lid



I am hot and wet

Handle me with care

Do not microwave

Poem Details | by Sneha Rv |
Categories: dream, funny, good morning, holiday, morning, sleep,

Haiku 7

village 'holiday'
 rooster breaks a dreamy sleep
      rude awakening


Poem Details | by Jd Maxwell |
Categories: food, fun, funny, morning, perspective, simple, truth,

The Story of the Pot and the Kettle

Fresh upon the morning grove,
With day becoming hot,
And sitting there upon the stove,
A kettle and a pot.

The kettle blew and lifted high,
And poured into the cup,
With that to see it’s bottom by,
And so the pot spoke up.

“Pardon me to even know,
For I don’t mean to meddle,
But you are all black down below,”
The pot said to the kettle.

For a moment to rebuff,
The kettle answered back,
“I’ve seen your bottom oft enough
And yours is just as black.”

Looking down and much contrite,
The pot did then exclaim,
“It seems that Kettle, you are right,
I guess we’re both the same.”

Poem Details | by Vincent Ray |
Categories: good morning, good night, humorous, january, morning, sleep, winter,

Wise Decision

Look out the window
And enjoy the eastern glow
Now get out of bed

Feet on a cold floor
In the middle of winter
Now get back in bed

Poem Details | by Theresa Cw |
Categories: humor, nonsense,

Good Morning

Good Morning

Good morning ladies and gentleman; this is KVY in Cinncinatti
Has anyone out there seen a bloody red Spaghettini?
Does anyone out there even know what it is?
Well, guess what, I don't know what it is also!
Must have been seeing double, double
Cause I had drank three double, double of rummies!!

Written: Nov. 22,2015

Poem Details | by Phyllis Babcock |
Categories: humor, sleep, , Lullaby,

Morning Crush

Awaken to the early morning sun
 dew gently clings to the grass
The freshness of crisp morning air
Feels breath-taking and pure

The birds awaken before sunrise
 a variety of melodies float
upon the mornings cool air
Harmony exists in song

I yawn....

Get up , get ready to start the day
No signs of laziness do I display
Up and at it is a motto I keep
But man I need another hour of sleep

I yawn.....
The birds sang this lullaby
My eyes closed I gave a sigh
Next it was high noon
Guess I will get up for this afternoon.

Poem Details | by Robert Ronnow |
Categories: brother, clothes, death, hope, humor, morning, simple,

Brother Death

Even in the last days you need clean clothes; 
therefore you may be found in the laundry
mornings, small task against the larger one
of not breathing. With simple joy
men may forget to fear their deaths.
Six inches of snow reminds us of its dominance
in a pleasant way. Coming and going of sleep, 
circling of the moon around the earth, earth
around the sun. The great man dies
and this makes death more noble for us all.
It is with joy that I accept the pains
that herald my end. I do my job well.
I go to the well and break the ice for water.
The bucket comes up full of dying wonder.

Poem Details | by Andrea Dietrich |
Categories: funny,

What Really Gets Me Up Each Morning

What gets me up each morning from my bed
is first, my cats, wanting to be fed.
One cat would even hit my head!
To work I must be, or else
I’d lie there cozily
I get up
just to

For Ed Ebb's 
What makes you wake up each and everyday! Poetry Contest

Poem Details | by Jan Allison |
Categories: body, humorous,

Morning Glory - For Chris Green

This isn’t a fisherman’s story - Chris woke to a huge morning glory But until it goes down Poor Chris wears a big frown As he can’t use the lavatory! Posted with kind permission of Chris Green Inspired by banter after reading his poem ‘When I look at you’ 01~13~17

Poem Details | by Charlie Knowlton |
Categories: dog, funny, good morning, morning, muse, pollution,

Breakfast With My Yellow Lab Lucy

Wisping kitchen sunlight
                          through dust and wood smoke.
                          Golden hairs from her body 
                          from a shake as she woke.
                          Rising up gently
                          slowly down as they float.
                          And brushing my oatmeal 
                          with a fresh yellow coat.

Poem Details | by Richard Nnoli |
Categories: africa, encouraging, good morning, humor, power,

Am Alive Again

Am alive again
Am alive again

Here we go

Believe me

I swear 

If not

Am alive again.

Poem Details | by Timothy Hicks |
Categories: funny, morning,

Morning Procedure

I sipped a cup of coffee one fine morning,
and said to myself, "This is quite boring!"
I felt a tad bit too dead
so into the pot went my head,
because THIS wakes up you in the morning!