Endearing.

Drivel.

Frost is rolling in his grave, with tears in his eyes and slaps on both thighs.

A ridiculous write screamed with heavenly divine.

The posted piece is not a poem--no poetic elements were used. It is ordinary prose, and prosaic in content that preaches a message to the reader. Poets are not preachers or psychologists. Poetry is about using imagery, by way of metaphor, heightened language, and other writing devices, to SHOW, not tell, what the poet wishes to express. A poetic masterpiece may be about something trivial, an inanimate object, for example; it's about HOW it's written, not the subject matter.

There's a poem in "Mornings" trying to emerge. I've taken the liberty of revising your work:

Scarlet skies RISE AMID silvery hues
BEDECKING THE VASTNESS OF SEA-MIRRORED blues
Birds ON HIGH SWIFTLY PILOTING wings
VENTURING SOMEWHERE ON DISCRETE instincts
Sun MOUNTING HIGHER NOW BRIGHTENS all things
Peace ABOUNDS and MY spirit SINGS.


© Mishi - 08-31-20-09:28 PM

Poem does not meet the intended iambic pentameter its writer intended--none of the lines are such.
The story line is nonsensical, and tries to gush poetic style where none exists.

Neither haiku nor senryu contain metaphor. "a" and "the" are fillers for syllable count. Suggest revising.

Take something for your heartburn.

Clichéd phrases abound.