Best Forlornness Poems

I turn my head, and there she is once more
in her disheveled, worn, and tattered dress,
one pew behind me near the exit door-
she sits head...

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At winter’s end, sweet hope begins

to swell until it fills the earth.

Forlornness fades; renewal wins

at winter’s end! Sweet hope begins 

as sun looks down at...

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By the early years of that ancient decade, the 70's,
I'd tired of my obstreperous tomboyish games: 
kickball with the neighbor kids, sledding in the winter,...

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A lonely figure twirls itself, concealed
by blades of wheat as clouds float through the sky.
The form, a boy, looks up from golden field
and sees the...

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Written: October 09, 2023
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There are no blooms to snuggle in the twilight
No promise that it will ever reach the zenith.
Either the sky is clear or...

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time is ticking -

if I listen closely

I can hear it; in the distance

a horn's mournful notes have begun to play -  

forlornness wafting to...

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A Palace of Aloneness.

This palace of aloneness is not my home. 
It's bricks know only the time of run-off bygones.
Transition past it's thousand entrances 
Impaired...

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Written: October 05, 2023
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Where the paradisiacal angels reside.
A myriad of creatures, ebony and betide
A dinkum dissolute and a discreet divine,
A degree of dexterity, a denizen...

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(The poem is based on The Short Story of O Henry " The Last Leaf". I was reminded of it while I saw a last...

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Admirable Almights all I ask appreciatively allow me to attain, 
be beyond bourgeois breeding ballads for the brain. 
Create colloquialisms that cast competently into chimeras,...

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As I roamed into the steakhouse,
I spotted him slashing steak.
He looked up with his dispirited stare,
His despair coherent to me.
He summon me to take a...

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	Afghanistan’s People
	
	The Eyes Tell It
	Written: by Tom Wright
	1/7/02
	
	Eyes that search for help,
	but relief they seldom see.
	Eyes that cannot weep,
	for tears long dried are not to...

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I woke up this morning
with the skirmishes of dry land and earth
A glance through my window
and I saw the clouds uniting their crack.

The morning seemed...

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I fell for her in nineteen sixty nine,
When we commenced our journey of love
Along the twilit path of innocence;
My zeal was unaware of the reality
That...

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Dear diary!
One who bears the brunt of my adversity,
And my misery, you condone with affability.
There and back to make an affix,
Of an apparently gifted anomalies.

Night...

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