Best Monody Poems

Therewithal, profluent life ettles it's while.
Thitherward, from Death's bleak campanile
Grim antiphonals serenade.

A capriccio, the slashing swipe of the reaper's scythe
 will serenade.
Stringent Death forthwith anoints...

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He always praised and loved the mountain folklore, 
Sang songs in sparkling summer or in cold winter. 
Ahh, but now the legend shall sing songs...

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I subside but not the rain
I revel in the falling pain
All my words come out inane
All my thoughts scream insane

I know that this should not...

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I hear guitars a’ calling in the gloaming’s final fling
when sinking suns subdue their flames and fairies take to wing
as day departs, a yawning ash,...

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My Love Lives In A Maiden's Fallen Tear

I saw sweet love in maiden's fallen tear
a racing orb of light so very bright.
A love lost, great...

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Written: September 15, 2023
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In the halter of destiny, we are all bound.
A monody of souls dissemble and found
With every lynch of trice vicious hand,
We quest...

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Though still within our infancy, 
we strive to thrive, but woefully 
we flash and flaunt our 'primacy',
display our trophies pridefully.
 
Our terra firma ecstasy
destroys survival's...

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I see his book of poetry
Master poet of bygone years
And from his grave he speaks to me
With inaudible words quite clear.
I reach for Poe and...

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Clouds, the clouds diffuse a sad and somewhat somber hue;
Wind, the wind bemoans her loss of reins and calm control;
Crows, the crows flee men of...

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Poet!
recite to us
a monody. Let it
be sad. Make us cry for those that
have died.

Remind
us on this day
of mourning, why they died:
So that everyone may live...

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If I could take it all back
Every wrong ever wrought
Every regrettable thing
Every broken wing

I'd lay it all to rest
In an unmarked plot
Over which I would...

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At Last the Hurricane
David J Walker

Ill east winds 
wend the wings of 
the finality of
	the next mouning’s 
dawn

on go those chosen 
to sing beyond the...

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Sir –
You saw the drizzles
Before the rains –

The early clouds moved you not!
Now, in a monody
You sweat in singing the solace?

Sir – dear father of...

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A Revised Edition      
From The Works of the Late Edgar Allan Poe, vol. II, 1850

In the icy air where the...

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