Best Bleakest Poems

One need not read her horoscope to know
this woman's fate, and though wisteria
cascades sweet blooms of lavender like snow
outside her door, it's still Siberia
pervading the dimensions of her mind,
for not one fickle thought or patch of moss
can thrive where bleakest shadows are enshrined.
No bittersweet, no...

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With my soul at peace and my thoughts at rest,
standing in this winter wilderness,
I whisper words of heartfelt bliss.

Come with me and walk this path.
Together we tread against the freeze,
and find the warmth of tender grasp.

My devoted being shall forever be,
a place of strength against...

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In ghostly dreams the horse will come
And feed on my forbidden cereal
Meant for my recalcitrant healing
That filly came a-prancing stealing

O shrouded mare so misted white
Thou bleakest horse ,this blackest night
Untethered and untied
Noble creature -"NOT"- I cried

A pallid stare through tousled mane
Treads the core of my...

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Hope
I care not for the odds
Spoken by sooth sayer voices
They are blinded by statistics 
For a seemingly sure concept
Though a bleakness dampens 
Every fainting ray of light
There exist an unexplainable God 
Characteristic of sensitivity
Endowed to man by birthright 
To no other creature but he
In my...

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May you have wings to delight in lands feared by men
and eyes cut finer than a diamond

Curiosity that remains forever fierce and young
A spirit humble, relentless and strong

and on the bleakest

heart-breaking winter nights

always find
a welcome home
in a freshly warm
mound of dung...

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I ransack my mind…the blurred tale that cries 
On hollow tracks  scarcely finding life's way 
The bleakest moans, the clearest views reprise--
A pounding shrill of angst   which reels all day.

Though a prayerful night quietly drains,
Above, a communion with God remains.

From my confined...

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This is a Crown of Sonnets I wrote about one of my favorite books and movies (the version in 1943 with Liz Taylor, who was only 11 had a small role, Joan Fontaine and Orson Welles is the best - John Houseman and Aldous Huxley...

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31/10/18


Beneath a pale sky of bleakest white,
Songs carried by the eastern wind,
The faint sounds of flutes and lesser known cries,
Reveal a surface less skimmed.

The slowest of flicks by a wise older wrist,
With contentment despite all the noise,
A story to tell at the call of five...

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Drenched of hell’s insanities 



Sending chills this tortured spine, 
as aches precede the worded fiction
Sorted truth does rest sublime 
beneath the light of benediction
Broken dreams of compass flair, 
directions cast a blinded waning
Trusted roots abridge the square 
of all that’s lost and is remaining

Washed along...

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Winter, winter how we feel your icy touch
The earth is now under your freezing clutch
What falls in our ears is the howl of gales from far 
The night sky, cast in grayness devoid of a single star

In the dawn, nowhere can one spot the buzzing...

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Sparks aflame my sanctuary 
Flickering, roaming glints 
Over valleys of bygone years 
So long kept in shadows

Traversing the bleakest darkness 
Where heat of love evades 
As the cool of Prussian blue night 
Forms a silky silent shroud

Unravelling threads of sorrow's blinding 
Guiding me from night...

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With Summer eye aglow,
as sidewalks briskly bake.
The stern teacher, asleep.
Old books dusted with shake.
In the Autumn, reopen.
Reopen
with Summer eye aglow,
Buds open.

The sea of Galilee, gallant,
Christ places sole
Of each foot, stirs fear of mankind
Upon ebb and flow,
With Summer eye aglow.
Walks sans pit or pratfalls,
The Son of...

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Finally my blood began to coagulate
a graceful gel, gently thickened,
so – whatever I might feel, the settling of the wound,
has begun…

in sensitive silences, the shadows echo the fear,
felt by a heart who knows the starkness, the darkness,
will never drive out the hurt, despite the silhouettes,...

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Once there was a dishwasher leak
That went on and on for a week
It flooded the clean floor 
Sorrow ran in the door
The situation looked so bleak 

The pit bull bit the wife when she hand fed
Naughty devil in disguise watched as she bled
Now the ...

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Stellars under the darkest night
Glowing plight in constellation
Silhouettes afar from the moonlight
Speeding lights in formation

Stellars faint in a blue Moon
Sellars taint in a covered Moon
Faces of stellars form in names
Braces of altars dorm in flames

Stellars catalyze in many places
Like sheer diamonds in pieces
Stellars ascend in...

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