Best Monotony Poems

You say, I’m too far, 
towards the far side?
It’s a hazard of my left-handedness,
that I see the logic in abstraction.
Worlds lay within worlds
and colors bleed...

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Yesterday,

I went home for lunch,

I never go home for lunch.

When I got to our apartment 
I don't know why but I didn't reach for my key. 

Francine...

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Today was a good day

Today he walked on legs unbent
And erect spine of a man intent

On stilling the cacaphony of monotony
And smoothing the callouses of...

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It took place shortly after   and the stage was set
before words      before ink     ...

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Tonight as candles flicker, she is sitting at the table
where her husband sat (before he passed away),
working on his daily crossword puzzles, 
seeming most content...

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By the early years of that ancient decade, the 70's,
I'd tired of my obstreperous tomboyish games: 
kickball with the neighbor kids, sledding in the winter,...

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Yesterday’s sweet corn
     now rests among the shucked,
          where norms’ victims lay.

Side-by-side...

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How long did it take her to be free?

How long did it take
For the wingless dragonfly to finally open her heart to the world

How long...

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It’s 4:00 A.M.
and my alarm clock rudely awakens me.

As I wash my face, I look in the mirror I ask,
    “Why do...

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Walking forward but still in the same place.

Moving quickly but still stuck in a small space.


Success seems so close but something I never taste.

Time continues...

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footsteps aimlessly
walking on their trails
beaten down and broken
shiny as the rails
the rails of the train
over used and rusted
crumbling ignored
the system that you trusted
the silence of...

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Our Cosmic Existence

We think what we know but the key confusion is always there,
When we ponder situations or events that have such high import,
And what...

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In my quest to escape monotony at work I stumbled upon this poetry site
Little did I know I would excavate a gem with a zest...

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I am still fire—
For what it is worth,
I continue to burn
I continue to need
I continue to cry

From breakdown to breakthrough,
You have not seen the best...

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Earth dwelling mongeese are neither toys nor coins and pedalling backwards then forward is not considered the primary way of jet propulsion off a very...

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