Anthony Dawson

Rookie (01/08/1970 / Camperdown, Sydney)

Early Morning - Poem by Anthony Dawson

Early morning changes my colour,
Weakens my magnet for you to escape into sleep
I asked the girl in the corridor if she was a
Morning bird, she smiled then floated into the
Lacquered afternoon
So easy for her
Does she know of her boyfriends addiction?

The sea has tempted me from Europe
I can't abide by words; they are forever changing,
Working towards a plot for some insane script.

The funeral of a small town
Don't send flowers
Donate them to guilt
Innocence once held power
Now, not even a memory can realise the coup.

Her eyes open
The bliss of her portrait is shelved
I wish I could resolve with her the teeth that chew
My requirements.

Comments about Early Morning by Anthony Dawson

  • Kim Barney (11/9/2015 6:38:00 PM)

    Sorry, I may be half asleep today, but this poem doesn't make much sense to me.
    Anthony, I did notice one mistake that you will want to fix.
    Last line, first verse is missing an apostrophe:
    Does she know of her boyfriend's addiction?
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  • Seema Jayaraman (11/9/2015 11:48:00 AM)

    Don't send flowers, donate them to guilt.. very unique and interesting phrases used in this poem. thanks for sharing. (Report) Reply

  • Anton K (11/9/2015 10:30:00 AM)

    This reminds me of a lot of East Asian poetry - a joining of fragmentary images and impressions. (Report) Reply

  • Rahman Henry (11/9/2015 12:32:00 AM)

    Her eyes open
    The bliss of her portrait is shelved
    I wish I could resolve with her the teeth that chew
    My requirements.

    ... really liked it.....
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  • (5/3/2005 6:58:00 AM)

    I liked your poem. It seems like you see all this in a dream. You have a great mind for imagineary thought. You have what it takes to also write a story book. Keep up the good work. Keep me posted on your plans. Always remember Jesus loves you and God does to. God also answers prayers. (Report) Reply

  • (5/2/2005 1:58:00 PM)

    Anthony, you e-mailed me about this poem...I really liked it...up until the penultimate line which seemed to spoil the pleasing semi-random, semi-thematical flow. I would suggest a lengthening of the poem to appropriately bookend an otherwise very attractive piece. (Report) Reply

  • (4/30/2005 3:25:00 AM)

    Interesting and attractive imagery rather like a dream. (Report) Reply

  • (4/29/2005 4:27:00 PM)

    The first section drew me in with its lovely images of the girl and the thought you inserted about her boyfriend. After that you lost me. I kept wondering, why paint the beautiful picture and then not refer to it but fleetingly in the last section?
    Maybe I'm missing something basic here, but if I am, the odds are other readers are too. Some memorable images, but no connecting thread.
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  • (4/29/2005 5:58:00 AM)

    This is quite an interesting and unusual poem. Meaning I read a lot of things into it that may not be there...
    I like everything about the poem except the use of 'insane' where it is used.
    There needs to be a different word.
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Poem Submitted: Friday, April 29, 2005

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