Best Dismal Poems

Having loved ones is an incredibly comforting feeling, but when you enter the vast 
landscape of the mind and see only depression and despair,  you become aware 
that you are alone in your misery.  Clinging to the last threads of sanity It feels...

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It was December, 1956 and Christmas was approaching
Mama was in the hospital and would be until the New Year
While we were visiting, she said to my brother Jim and me
“Your Santa presents are in the top of my closet. I am so
Sorry I won’t be...

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(a true story)

“Don’t make me go to Disneyland,” I cried
Fourteen years old with all the angst that brings
They made me go and something in me died
Depressed by all the fake and plastic things
The second time my parents made me go
Was in my twenties, Paris, lucky...

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The play was a dismal flop
She went to a coffee shop
She saw the villain
In act of killin'
Scrumming in the room nonstop...

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In the dismal silence

In the dismal silence I sit in my dark quagmire 
looking for a ray of light to guide my way to contentment. 
Many times I have seen it but have hidden my face 
for I fear that the brightness would only bring...

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The day started out on a low note,
with the clouds moving in,
as I got out of bed
and my daily grind did begin,
used to the sunshine
and not so much cloudiness,
I looked at the weather channel,
and they predicted it right,
with raindrops falling on my head,
and having only...

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On this morning Thomas awoke 
Ready to take on a forecast predicting he would get soaked 
Still doubting thinking meteorology was a joke 
Headed outside 
Winds blowing no lie 
Running back under covers 
Twenty four hours washed out waiting for another 
Throughout the rainy day...

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I grieve for your safety, sis, and I pray for you almost every day – 
Depression does leave a big impact on us in a negative way
But I think you think I’m crazy…tell me if I am…
My heart’s devouring curiosity, pain and sham 
And still...

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dismal march rainstorm
baby mice found in garage
kids selecting names



Submitted on March 29, 2021 for contest ALL YOURS (MAR 31) sponsored by BRIAN STRAND

Originally posted on June 3, 2018...

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repitious symphathy bracing graffiti upon the walls i animate
elegiac words morphing into their stark existance
inanimate figures peel away to shade the world gray
their vows spoken through echoes of blood screaming out my eulogy
reiterating their prevarications which induce the opaque starlight
the contours emit a reflection deceiving...

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(With appreciation and apologies to Edgar Allan)

`Twas a night both foul and dismal, unholy night, unclean, abysmal,
A night that woke an age-old darkness, a darkness that now sped across the moor. 

As fearsome signs and tolling bells warned ancient nuns within their cells,
The darkness came...

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The threshold of my life is dark and bleak,
Dismal dreams haunt me,peace is all I seek.
Bloodstained covers are wrapped around me,
My piteous life is nothing at all, so too speak
I loathe my conception, darkness is all I see



1.) piteous  

2.) bloodstained 

3.) threshold 

4.)...

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      What a dire and heartbreaking, dark, dismal day
when you crossed that threshold at heaven's doorway;
     our painful conception of death's bloodstained sword
that punctured our piteous hearts with dismay...
     now healed with...

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All my socks were in the laundry
And I was late for an appointment
All the world was in a quandary
My life is such a disappointment

The skies turned dark with clouds
Rain showers fell to the ground
My heart was lost amid the crowds
Where feelings simply confound

Life left me...

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I am flung against the drab ashen phonon sky, weighted with ghostly iron clad jaws of bitter winter's grip, biting the feather-flared Doves gravid with fatigue from the ill-laden onerous air.  The rough-coated dog with ice-tipped ears had surrendered to the corridor of gutters...

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