Best Glumly Poems

AN AURORA ALOUETTE - RAIN DOGS

the morning dewdrops
the sap on the trees
the wind blowing pleasingly
a stroll I will take
a joyous promenade
with my umbrella and cane.

rain oh rain will show
dawn is to enjoy.
gloomy not, away I go
pouring cats and dogs.
glumly aurora
dulcetly I sing “Rain Dogs.”
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Penned on...

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MY CRAZY CREATURES

This rhyme's about creatures of various sorts.
Creatures with fangs, hairy bellies and warts.
They cause lots of mischief all day long.
Mum always blames me but I’ve done nothing wrong. 
These creatures are crazy. They’re not what you'd think.
Turn over the page. Find out more...

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I am Kerris Hakim, bartender trade by night.  Here at Fahrenheit Lounge I've heard
Stories of patrons who dared to live, and lovers who had suddenly died.  
Graduating from law school without a dime. 
Over gin and tonic I've listened to all arrays of...

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Someone's at my kitchen door
I hear them gently knock
But it really is quite early
I look glumly at the clock
Who could be there waiting
Who would be about
I haven't had my coffee yet
It makes me want to shout

They must still be standing there
Again I hear them knock
I...

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An ordinary young man in his twenties
Working by day, alone by night
Routine lulls him to feel forever serene

Never a new dream or fantasy
Living an obligation
Making his parents proud yet nothing causes him to become too loud

Drab clothes
Make him an easy target for his many foes
Friends...

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I was a Moon in a dark abyss
Wandering alone in tormented solace
As aimlessly as a fish in a bowl
Glumly glad within my alien abode

In a spur ___ you appeared from Nowhere
A Blackhole pulling me towards its angelic snare
Rearranging the space time fabric ___
To a whole...

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The Other Side of the Tracks

By Elton Camp

The poor you always have with you”
These words of Jesus are still too true

The folks who read this haven’t known
The cruel nature of poverty of one’s own

That is equally true in my case as well
Just the same, their...

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Anonymity is my name
Alcohol was the beast 
I couldn’t tame
At another Double A meeting
get to hear some more shame
Rehashed, 
warmed over war stories,
they all sound the same
Now, it’s my turn
to go to the center of the room
Announce my name is ...
then darkly tale my gloom
Decaying...

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Glued to my desk I glumly sighed
For lack of inspiration.
Growing ‘ennui’ I could not hide,
Outside – precipitation!

Out of my window as I gazed
A squirrel stood and shivered.
Under a lilac brolly raised
This message he delivered:

‘Gather ye acorns while ye may
For winter is advancing
Harvest the fruits of...

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The Palace Guardiennes were the sultan’s delight,
resplendent in their tight uniforms
of scarlet and magenta silks,
embroidered with golden flowers,
with sterling silver scimitars in
ruby studded scabbards
hanging off lovely hips,
and boots and belts of finest faun-skin
and helmets topped by peacock plumes

They carried poplar lances
and twirled them like batons
and...

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Idle gnomes
glumly guard gravestones
ungrateful Immortal sleeps...

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Lonely gazes glumly at the world that bustles by, 
from the tinted windows of her heart, 
where no one sees her cry.

"Water, water, everywhere, and not a drop to drink..." 
They're close in their proximity, 
but not in how they think.

As God withholds His comfort,...

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A long journey, hot and sweaty
With thorns along the jetty
Pricking my body dangerously
I sat and pondered glumly
Hell is surely filled with demons 
Ready to give me lots of sermons
And reducing my dose of that love song
So that I drown, drowsy, all day long!

Miracle! Heaven and...

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I  pace. Tension etching lines upon my face
How much longer must I wait?  
The clock ticks glumly in the hall
Time passes slowly, no quickly
Oh I don't know
My world moves in slow motion
Waiting for a call

The silence is oppressive
Shadows cast their pall upon the...

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Military boots grip the pavement,
hair in a Sarah Connor ponytail
Got her sunglasses on at midnight,
waiting patiently for the right ride
to stop
And swing open an invitation
to rest her road wary bones
From the bend of the elbow,
	to the cut leather gloved hand 
waving a five finger salute
With...

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