Best Lamenting Poems

As strangers to this virgin land
succumbed to the impossible
we are numbed by grief for what is gone
Astonished by the solitude...

We gaze, without a breath, nor voice
upon the blue veined world once loved
A home we've left behind!

It seems so weightless to the eye
And out of the...

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I wept and I weep.

All my tears cried since that day,
could fill the oceans.

I counted each gasping breath;
the end came with dawn's bird song. 



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February 8, 2015

Poetry/Tanka/lamenting mother
Copyright Protected, ID 02-639-176-08
All Rights Reserved, 2015, Constance La France

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I write poems
I paint poem
Poems dripping blood
Poems deep and sad
Sad and raw with emotion
Sad to read and behold
Behold the words
Behold the sadness
Sadness in bleeding poetry
Sadness in my deep sorrow
Sorrow that drips sadness
Sorrow that flows in poetry
Poetry I write of pain
Poetry penned in pain
Pain that stabs...

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What mystery his essence brings
firm the limbs roaming through the hills,
amid the bushy, shadowed trees
his call… the fragrant air, refills.
And sacred eyes guide night’s passage
that clear the forest, to imbue
a rugged grace that comes alive
in moonglow’s  tint and furry hues.

Listening to the Gray Wolf's...

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A king entered in a robe,
Clothed in a raiment of
Multitudous colors:
Vast and enormous is he,
Occupying matters of matters,
Spaces of Spaces.
His presence accomodates no vacuum.
Before him was raident throne,
Swathed in light and graced
With fire of sulphur regalia.
The tenure of his kingdom
Is like a crystal clear and...

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Lamenting the death of Nature

The rivers are dry and the dams are bursting
Drying savannah and in some cases totally scorched
I feel the pang in my heart , smelling the fumes
Of fires so fierce i can barely breath 
The widely spaced trees that used to give...

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"you are more than I deserve. It's a love I never dreamed I'd find. Happinesd like this is worth dying for..."
- Yasunari Kawabata-

Looking down, while flying midway between sky and earth,
I saw a dog on the grey tongue of an abandoned road,
Licking its genitals under...

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Lamenting Blossom

Shed not tears of grief.
Light forestalls your requiem.
Glorifying life.

© Dane Smith-Johnsen
April 18, 2010...

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For unspoken answers, 
there was always the- 
    question, why hawks 
were needing the peace ?

Tied to innate fringes, 
I want an explicit display.
    The prologue was very 
misleading.

War was inside and 
outside. Were you a hobbes-
  ...

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My mind, thrashing about, fighting the reality
that you are no longer here.
My world, so full of your absence,
Our house, wasting away in quiet despair.
A table setting for one now, if at all;
No loathsome smell of magic shave.
No sweet aroma of your cologne.
Our half empty bed,...

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You imagined his love an antidote
not an addiction to enslave you, 
but when the spiral you were in, left you 
with a splintered heart, that fragile part 
surrendered when you laid down 
your arms you became a junkie for his em-
brace,you wore a monkey on...

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Seemingly standing alone,
In the shadows of doubt and fear,
Lost, cold, forgotten,
Cold is the grasp of death that nears

Seeking a hand in darkness of solitude,
Wishing for nothing but a love,
Turned away, cast aside, borne not even a stray, lone thought,
Towering aloft, looked down upon from far...

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Heartless,
I watch the world slowly turn outside my window
Dreamy,
I wander lost and lonely through my life
Careful,
She spoke in soft voice
Or you will leave us all behind

Angrily,
A bird chirps among the trees
Hateful,
Its song calls out to all who hear
Lover,
She spoke in soft voice
Will you take this...

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Manipulating moon 
Provoke lamenting rain-
Sluice down countless faces
Oblivious to man’s atrocities of man....

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It was a weekend and I was in a mood
To reach my home as early as I can
I urged the wheels to start a friendly race
With the competing cars rushing around.

The sky getting dark, is it unusual?
I switched on the lights to make the way...

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