Best Drudging Poems

Written: December 11, 2023
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While drudging impresses to cease,
        Within the ethereal forbearance of night
        And the cosmic...

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Abe Lincoln As A democrat
© Ben Burton 8-25-2014

The evil of men being sold
Long past, since Mr. Lincoln's fight
Still, dark suspicion blooms and grows
And loots the cause of civil rights

The North designed a whipping horse
Down in the segregated South
Yet, Major Leagues were all up north
For eighty...

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As we raised ridges on reluctant lands
Our poor spirits wallowed on dwarfed harvest
Castle offered solace to her drudging hands
And she threw my sanguine name off her chest

In the king's arms she twit our blooming love
And rummage pride and diamonds at his feet
Such towering aloft drudge...

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In to the future times, eons from now
My friends and I in newest time machine
We flew to reach a world, enchanting! Wow!
With rose thickets, meadows and lofty pines

No heat; no Sun, in there; a lone full Moon
Was smearing sandalwood balsam on us
Running bunnies and frolicking...

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HOPE

Oh, I have landed myself in a bad way
It is a
              very
                    ...

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I was a “why child”
but unlike many others
didn't ask my questions
right out loud
for they never elicited satisfaction-
only bizarre grown-up reactions
discomfort shown
in odd looks or awkward glances
at each other, over shoulders
uncomfortable silences
growing colder
nervous laughter
qualmish coughing
even worse- the teasing, scoffing
or miserable mealymouthed
meaningless exchanges
in that drudging monotone
of “I'll...

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At the distant verge of horizon
Slowly submerging is weary Sun
With reddened face
Bidding grudging adieus
To his day long drudging
Brooding over mandatory next come

I stood there staring at Him
I wanted to say “don’t depart”
In an automatic reflex
I lifted my right hand aloft! 
Nay! He didn’t stop! I...

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We are men with tortured souls,
Forged to fray for what is right,
Drudging through piercing blows,
Focused upon a dimming light.

Lurching through the darkest path,
Confounded by our cynical ways,
As we daunt others with our wrath,
Feel our essence begin to decay.

Relish the ones we hath loss,
Mourn the ones...

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It’s a gloomy day ~
All the clouds are grey
They seem in dismay
Sun’s not come to play
The wind does not stay
The leaves do not sway
No charming display
A drudging weekday
What do they convey?
 ~ It’s a gloomy day



written on 08.17.2021
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In the midst of
nothingness,
Searching through
darkness,
Embracing
loneliness,
Comprehending
vagueness,

Befriending
uncertainties,
Playing with
vulnerabilities,
Absorbing
obscurities,
Appreciating
difficulties,

Drudging
malfunctions,
Living with
illusions,
Addicted to
intrusions,
Slave of
temptations,...

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Black is the night filled with fright.
The darkness hiding things from sight.
 A pain inside, such a feeling you cannot hide.
 Overwhelmed by emotion, can’t shake the notion.
 Eyelids sharp as razor blades imprinted images never fade. 
Desperate for some sleep, the wounds run deep.
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The pearl-gray sky of early morning
harmonized with my mood;
color without color
life without meaning;
as I wandered through the streets
at a loss; no job.

My downcast eyes;
eye contact unsought;
watching my feet step by drudging step,
came across a twenty-dollar bill,
discarded, dropped, abandoned?
It lay there, slightly grubby;
as money often is.

To...

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we are drudging along
old horses pulling
candle light dinner
every  day
writing sonnets in iamb-
ic pentameter to pl-
ease the lords for
daily bread and 
wine evry day
under the booming je
ts an spirallin rock-
ets in the global
village they po-
st free verse
and starve
passion...

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A shadow falls upon my heart 
compressed in a ribbon of emotion.

My mind begs for relief as my body fights
with and unknown foe.

A soul begins to war, drudging through the 
sea of decaying memoirs.

As the Heaven and Hell embark a battle for
jurisdiction, my life battles...

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for Judy, who stole my heart before I could part with my fears

“Is solace anywhere more comforting than that in the arms of a sister?”—Alice Walker.

Not my sister, yet it felt
Like she was my sister, more than just my
Aunt, my supporter – my confidant
Ten years...

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