Best Bleakly Poems

Why does the voiceless canary stare so bleakly?
Why do the sullen grey clouds desert a sombre sky?
As the ugly black smog blots out the valiant...

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Earth
(an acrostic Tanka)

Emeralds, rubies,
And sapphires once buried in
Rocky crevices
Thanklessly ripped from Mother -
Her trampled heart beats bleakly.

Written March 11, 2016 for the Contest of Brian...

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what is that ... there ... in the darkness?

what is that hollow creature, cold and callous
that shrouds its image in the deep, remorseless black?
careless, the...

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The ancient anguish of a hurting heart
Bequeaths no beauteous scene to me today.
It’s just a jagged chasm gashed apart,
A stream with boulders strewn in disarray.
Like...

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it glistens …
can you see?
do you see that little drop -
the tiny streak that
writes your name upon my visage -
that etches it’s damp and
dour reality...

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You were a hot little Hispanic man.
And I was your infatuated fan.
Your love for me was cheeky,
Dreams ended very bleakly.
Now, I’m happy ever after, God’s...

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Let's imagine that you are, 
like Buckminster Fuller, 
karmically absorbed with Unitarian genes,
were there such a thing,
which of course there are not,
but perhaps something like...

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A blood-red private view of morning
A second chance to climb the attic stairs.
The ceiling, ticking time, cascades
A thousand pricking darts, stampeding 
Purple chariots, blanketing the...

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poor muck-covered duck
stares bleakly out to a sea -
no more safe haven 

For Raul Moreno's Tainted Feathers contest...

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I planted my feet firmly today
Rooted deep in faith, never again to sway
So now the world will  scorn  hate and  despise
Dropping ...

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why do I love you when all haste say's 
that I shouldn't first there was rome 
the way the sun danced behind me 
over venice...

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The unwashed drain of 
semi-civil masses sits
bleakly in darkness...

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Eagles stare bleakly
Icy, frozen lake hides food --
     Help from human hands


For the Bald Eagles contest -- an interpretation of the...

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I dreamed I saw the grave of Ernest Dowson
Bleakly set
In some forgotten churchyard corner,
Lone and wet.

The spectral London fog descended cold on 
Sentry grass
Where seldom...

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Mine was a world without flowers
where nature had nothing to give.
Bleakly, a path stretched before me.
That life I was fearful to live.

In the desolate dust...

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