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Sunshine Poetry Novels & Stories
Here are 100 novels related to sunshine poetry for you to read online. Generally, sunshine poetry or similar novel stories can be found in various book genres such as YA/TEEN, Romance and LGBTQ+. Start your reading from My Boy at GoodNovel!
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My Boy
I can't promise the sun always warms the morning
like the warmth of dew on a leaf
I can't give the stars always shine
but the light misses me every night
I can't send a red rose every day
but the embers of jealousy rage when you are far from me
I can't compose a beautiful poem
only my prayers as a guardian of your steps
If the twilight stays orange even when it's cloudy,
if the moon is still dim even in the dark
then you're still my curved rainbow
after the rain on my veranda that I always hug
If the sky isn't always blue
If the lake is not always green
So let me paint you on a white canvas of the heart
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Rays of Sunrise
Although, he would never know that.
My heart still ached at the thought when I woke up. The sun was already rising as I held the cup of coffee while watching it rise from my unit. I am a lover of sunrise and I am a morning person. I would never start a day without looking at the run rises wherever I am. And, a cup of coffee will also make my day.
Although, I am feeling lazy today. What? Am I broken?
“Okay. It’s another day.” I whispered to myself. “Why am I getting sad over him?”
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"Oh Yes, Daddy" (A Spicy Collection)
Ok class... today, ill be sharing something i wrote with you all.
It's a poetry piece. Read carefully. I'll be asking questions later...
Oh, my Morning Glory
The bright morning sun shoots shafts of light and dark through the blinds, laying bars of mystery down the length of your arching back, creating halos and hollows in your hair.
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Sunny Days
Completely disgusted, Pia Drew walked briskly going inside but Andrew held her hand tightly that he could feel her bones in his palm.
"Remember everything you did in the library?"
Andrew showed his dimpled left cheek.
"Are artists supposed to be trained how to handle situations like that?"
Pia Drew hardly pulled off his hand from her wrist.
"Sunny, why do you hate me so much?"
There was a sudden silence while their eyes met. That was the very first time Pia Drew heard him call her Sunny.
"Do you expect all people to like you?"
"No. That's why I want to get you to like me."
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Couldn't Hide the Feelings
He has seen this scene several times, and he didn't think it was new.
But seeing her appearance, he laughed.
She seemed to want to share it with him, chattering, "I've only seen the sun rain, but I've never seen the sun snow."
"Mm-hmm."
"You know, after it rains and snows, the sun will come out."
Ashley said solemnly. "Sometimes, when it rains and snows, the sun will come out."
Sunshine was the most generous thing in the world.
Jacob listened to her and made a hum.
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RESCUED HEART
'The Iridescent Stars; mmh… Typical of tonight.
Nneoma read the poem, her voice smooth and steady.
I gaze up the night sky
What meet my gaze?
Myriads of shinning stars
They shine like iridescent diamonds
Diamonds of sublime beauty
They twinkle and shine, twinkle and shine.
Giving light to all nocturnal creatures
The brilliant stars tell me
Tales of life yonder
They tell me of great meadows
With yew trees, yew trees with amber
Fruits, of azure rivers ever flowing
Of golden fishes ever swimming
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Dream World
Iero always shares to him the poems he learned from his teacher, and also the poems that he wrote, asking him if the ones that he had written were good.
Sybb coughed as he cleared his throat before he opened his lips to speak. "Like a river of diamonds in the sky, accompanied by the round ball of pearl in the darkness, its light kissing the leaves of the trees that grew cold and were blown away by the harsh wind, traveling to many places in the darkness, not knowing how many people it touched.” He said.
“Oh!” Everyone's eyes widened in surprise when they heard Sybb’s words.
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An Affair with the Alpha
’ I sat up taller and straightened my shoulders, then carefully tipped the herbs, lemon peel, and grapefruit peel into the bowl.
Hyacinth picked up the candle and lit it. Then, in a low, dramatic voice, she recited the spell stallingly, having to glance at the open book beside her. “Sunshine, we bid you return. Sunshine, glow upon moss and fern. Sunshine, come back to the land. Sunshine, you I do command. I bid you, sunshine, please, light our way in darkness and bring a summer breeze.”
As she spoke, she raised the candle and lit the map she’d drawn on fire. She dropped the flaming map into the bowl with the herbs; the whole thing went up in a flash of light and flame as she spoke the final
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Curse of the Four Dragons
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"You're my rising sun.
I am the moon turned full
Our space is the sea."
Kazuha looked at the horizon saying the poem while her feet submerged in the water. She listens to the waves feeling fairly peaceful after taking off her hearing aids. Ryosuke was sitting on a beach chair watching the view. He has been getting treatment for his back. While it isn't curing it, he feels some relief.
That poem is beautiful. Who is it for though? Ryosuke thought and is immediately shocked upon noticing Kazuha stare back at him.
"That poem, who is it for?" He says.
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Fatal Summer 1987
She was extremely happy to see and feel the presence of her father, as he looked more lively in this place than he ever did on earth.
“Daddy! I've missed you so much!" Sunny exclaimed, her voice filled with both joy and longing.
Sunny's father waves with a warm smile and slowly disappears into the crowd of bubbles. As Sunny watches him fade away, she can't help but feel a sense of peace and comfort knowing that he is still with her in some way, but she wishes he would have spoken to her. Sunny gazes at the crowd of bubbles again, mesmerized by their vibrant colors and gentle movements, and she notices that each one seems to capture a different moment in time, filled with joy and laughter. Sh
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Frequently Asked Questions
Mary Oliver’s poetry feels like sunlight filtering through leaves—gentle, warm, and impossibly kind. Her work, especially collections like 'Devotions,' celebrates the ordinary miracles of nature: a grasshopper’s leap, the way water reshapes stone. There’s no forced cheeriness, just a quiet joy in being alive. I stumbled on her poem 'Wild Geese' during a rough patch, and it felt like someone had handed me a cup of tea and said, 'You’re allowed to just exist.'
Contemporary poets like Ross Gay also weave delight into everyday moments. His 'Catalog of Unabashed Gratitude' is a riot of apricots, community gardens, and unabashed love for being human. It’s not saccharine; it’s the kind of happiness that acknowledges life’s thorns but chooses to dance anyway. Both poets have this knack for making you feel like you’ve been invited to a feast you didn’t realize was happening.
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