Best Hollow Men Poems

Wisdom has failed, I believe we have horrified Solomon and cut the baby in half.

John G. Lawless
©2/19/2022...

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Why?
Love?
Friends leave!
Where is truth?
Where is love in life?
Truth is but an idle construct!
Friendship nothing but a barren fair weather desert!
The world manifests itself through hollow...

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HEBRIDES

Big waves crash on a Hebrides shore,
Horizontal rain slashes the rocks.
There’s no shelter here, not even a crack,
There’s no wood here, and nothing to burn:
Frost...

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statistics say they're checking out at twenty two per day
closure seekers on their final quest
hollow men who don't have time to slowly fade away

side by...

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No towering, flowering landlocked tree
Will weep for the waning life of thee
Forgive them, friend, they never saw you smile
Forgive them, friend, they never saw you...

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dust off these weary wings
leave the hungry faces to fall empty and howling
all the fear
and frightened men groping for a fist
something to make you appear...

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Inevitable happenings
Old age ushers
All sorts of pain


Awkward movement
Cloudy second childhood
Forgetfulness


Body in decline
Constipated feelings
Too much flatulence


Out of shape torso
Awkward motor response
Cracks and flaws unmask


Fear insinuates
Rigid obstinate...

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PLASTIC   BAG   -  ILLUSIONS     OF     GRANDEUR


Humdrum, meaningless  existence :
Was wrapping apples...

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Bleakly human,
Defined by imperfection,
Haunted by generations of oppression
From ourselves,
But in vain.

At the edge of the void,
Inches away from the final step,
Throwing memories, time, and love...

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It is a dagger,
So bright, so sharp.
One flash,
Your whole life before your eyes.

It is the barest touch of a Whisper,
A shadowed Wraith,
Following, seeking, prowling, murdering.
It...

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grim starkness of snow
sturdy in its sleeted falling 
willing a bleached landscape
a lushness
that chokes the rough field terrain

strides of power
as the fevered wind
spirals In an...

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meaningless
        without colour
             &gesture
more distant
more solemn
...

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post-mortem note to mr. eliot

dearest thomas,
having lived long enough to see the
a-bomb drop, one wonders if you had
rethought your infamous ending 
to “The Hollow Men,”
for...

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As I lie here, 'mongst these empty teardrops
Of causality
I fear that fate draws ever near
In this reality

But in this sunset
In this dawn
The hope of all...

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The waste land looms in the litany
 The wind makes coming from
 The eyeless sockets of dead buildings
 Charred by the fire of sudden grief
...

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