Best Dejectedly Poems

A view of the ragged woodland from
The window:-
Slender branched trees that shed
From high above to low below;
The faint, mauven peaks
Smattered with barely visible
Scatterings of drifted snow;
Across the matted undergrowth
A bronzed carpet of copper coloured
Leaves
Whose rusting hue, 
Momentarily ignited by stray 
Sunbeams weakly smouldering,
Briefly refurbished -
Deceives...

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A humble man is what I am before you.
You see, I am not worthy to say…
“Sir, may I have your daughter’s hand,
But please yield to your wife’s pleas:
Calm down a while as I explain what’s deep in my heart.
Why deprive your daughter of a possible...

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Past unconcerned hens that distractedly 
Scratch
Under frowning protestations from the
Sheltered Lee;
Into the cloaked shadows lain across the 
Cobbled courtyard,
Behind which squats the twisted form of
The old brooding, arthritic apple tree.
Past the neat little cow-byre 
Hosed and fastidiously scrubbed out twice 
A day 
With a fine...

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People like spokes of a wheel
Streaming in the church on a Sunday morning hill;
The preacher talks of the prodigal son,
While the gathering ends in a reverend song.

And Mama cooked a roast on Sunday.

The smell of the enticing pot
Of chuck and potatoes and onions, carrots,
Conjure memories...

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I was relaxing in my sunroom, one very peaceful afternoon,
Enjoying the fables of Aesop, and all the flowers abloom.

The view from the many windows, was gold sunshiny delight,
With blossoms and rich greenery, and many birds in flight.

Every now and then I chuckled, at comical characters...

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He last had a pal in the 7th grade,
 They shared a class from the 1st grade.
 And together, for Home Economics,
 they were always late.
 But the seventh grade showed up, in its
 claws it held their un-anticipated fate.

 For death's heartless might had
...

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Let this rain rain
Let its shower pour
God's supposed blessings


The thunder is drumming
lightening strikes incessantly
the blue sky is downcast
Day has turned to night


Alas,i feel a drop
but that's all i get
For hours,i stare and yearn
For the downpour from above


Unseen hands keep it at bay
Immortal forces deny us...

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Mister Right and Miss Right met at church the other day.
However, they didn’t recognize each other.
And, too sadly, they didn’t know what to say.
They awkwardly looked shyly at each other,
Then they went each their own lonely way.

Fantasizing endlessly about Mister Right,
Miss Right pined “What could...

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     by how many badbyes can you measure the length of your day

                 first comes the time  too fretful on your hands
next the boredom...

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"Jesus said, 'Whoever finds the world and becomes rich, let him renounce the
world.'"

   --- The gnostic Gospel of Thomas, Saying 110

"Jesus said, 'If you have money, do not lend it at interest, but give it to one from whom you will not get...

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The sun reaches highest point of the day.
But lower and weaker than evening of the fall.

The sun makes time shorter to stay.
And it rapidly intends to fall.

Sunlight comes obliquely,
My shadow grows longer dejectedly.

Wind throws fresh but freezing air,
Which people don't want to bear.

It is still...

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The Sadness of Small Things

The tin of beans sits dejectedly on the shelf.
Why is it still there?
It's not like he's going to breeze through the door
Demanding beans on toast.
Not now.
But there they sit.
I don't even like beans.
I take them off the shelf.
I'll give them to...

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He wears his depression
like a tarnished, tattered,
scratched and dented halo,

scavenged at some demented
yard sale,
bought and sold on the cheap

(But, oh! The price he pays -
priceless!)

His pants hang
dejectedly, sadly,
drooping and dragging,
two sizes too large

His shoulders, dripping
with no self-confidence at all,
have given up
even trying to unbend, unstoop,

down-trodden,...

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No way is left untried, now
what a devotee is to do
to  prove  the  depth 
of his devotion to you.

No  more  bearable  is
to  carry  the  thought
of having been so thrown
in the lap of luckless lot.

So much apologetic...

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IT SEEMS NATURE HAD OTHER PLANS

Our plan was to take a morning walk along the beach..as plans go it was a simple one…and once we arrived we headed south and east…toward the rising sun.

But a short time after arriving we soon became aware of what...

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