Best Mawkish Poems

I don't need mawkish photographs to see
the drowning rowboat tethered to the dock,
a withered seahorse clinging to debris
as umber water seeps through feeble caulk.

The cord...

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How long will this dreary night go on
Seems years since the dawn of morn
Why does anxiety keep me awake
What is this burden I cannot shake

Heartbeats...

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You Fall ...

the ground of your reality dissolves in this
stream of distraction, this inconvenient passion
the mawkish pop music you mock
is now singing your story, as
your...

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A bird sings.. mawkish
Sings and dances smooth
She... by doing so 
has naturally
forgotten her world.

Soars high upwards
aims to touch moon
but sadly can't..
falls back in nest

the bird...

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I sit with sullen memories,
alone on an amber shore.
A balmy breeze ruffles my hair
as I recall a night of wildling winds 
that took you away,...

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28 March 2010

Glutinous Rice Cake

 
Just perfect to prepare on special occasion
Where bonding represents this kind of dessert
A tradition that passed through generation
Cooking this food...

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When equanimity falls to the wayside
And the eyes empirically survey the hillside,
It’s Einstein’s time that I can’t bide,
Mawkish mental masturbation adroitly I chide,
Thy self,
Then my...

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Like a mourning dove, my lament is spilled
  I cry in grief as shadowed night grows cold
    Spirit crushed from love's...

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There is a method in your madness,
A vain and venal nature,
You possess and masquerade.

I wish you were a mere memory,
Not the vast, vertigo inducing
Sentiment, which...

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Wish You Were Here

The hay bales golden, crimsons and ochre sere leaves fallen-- the caw of the Jackdaw
There was no Nightmare until after the fall,...

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Villanelle : Teach not a dog how not to bark
   (This dog the mawkish villanelle baulks)

Teach not a dog how not to bark
...

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I.

Ode the thrill of a tango
curled in clutches sleek

Elegance, a prerequisite
Add on a spun euphoria

Nimble is a turgid swoon!

Arms conduct to the aria
New skin, feels...

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Villanelle: Who would put us on this blue-green hot-cold earth

Who would put us on this blue-green hot-cold earth
Love us as much as we whose steps...

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I was crushed and miserable from love unfulfilled
Like a mourning dove whose blood had been spilled

I cried in deep lament as shadowed night grew cold
Sorrow...

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Amidst the fields of plenteous
they sat in empty
with every meal starvation stalked

While on the land sunlight poured to copious
so to drink the rain they called...

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