Best Moody Poems
The sea has many moods
It can give the shore a gentle kiss
Its wave can get angry as it broods
Its power is futile to dismiss
As it lashes the shore with a hiss
I'm grumpy and I'm lumpy
Be nice to me or I'll snarl
Hurry up and feed me
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
Sadness crying rain
Dark storm clouds internal pain
Why
Does the weather change
Monsoons emotion
The sorrow that's in our skies
Why
Does the weather cry
Blizzards of our pain
Flakes of soft petals presence
When
Does the sun arise
Clouds broken in two
The first ray of hope has come
When
Does it ever stop
03/24/16
Ike, A Moody Wind
Written: by Tom Wright
5-1-2008
The moody wind can cover like pall
Always unseen but spewing forth sound
It comes as a breeze and also a squall
Where does it originate, where is it bound?
Its devastation is its trademark of time
While a butterfly floats for all to see
As we hear its effect on a buoy’s chime
But when in a mood it will uproot a tree
At what point does wind start or even end
Just one of the questions I pose to you now
And at what point does a tree break not bend
God only knows the why and the how.
Flurries bite as the raven drools
it sits on frosted boughs and trills.
Amid the numb of winter’s limbs
its call, the threadbare air, refills.
My eyes mirror the lone hill’s song
while breaths cry out to agonize.
Deep within a moonless backdrop
phases of blue cause dullness to rise.
Prickly snow defrocks my gladness
Embedding stains on bleak frontier.
Oh torch of light, kindle the pyre
to awaken mood quite sullen here!
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Winter Blues Contest of Juli-Michelle
by nette onclaud
Generic flying, eating healthy, fly like a cockney
Like a Martial Arts beast, like a young terri'ble.
So far so good, driving force, all cards in hand, why not?
I can breath fully, stop the intoxicants.
Healthy like a peach, living well, rich, powerful.
Living like royalty, wealth, aspiration, money.
This English band has been around for half a century.
Despite personnel changes, they maintain popularity.
Their musical style internationally has won many hearts.
Singles and albums have gone up on charts.
They have performed concerts all over the world.
Everyone loves them no matter which flag is unfurled.
Rock and classical music make wonderful combinations.
Shows usually end with standing ovations.
The band is still going strong up to today.
Be sure to see this group wherever they play.
Just to think I never would have known you
beneath banana Tuesdays
and
moody Mondays
had your spirit not caught mine
on that breezy day in March
when your ill wind cruised my back screen door
and knocked a few times
for good measure
and
I opened that damned door without thought
and made you afternoon lemon tea.
Funny how the temperature of ink does
cool when truth slips the surly bonds
and promises slide
stutter
break
shatter
on the sidewalk
cold.
Like.
You.
'Friend.'
surrounded by incredibly
talented
oracular
spectacular individuals
bonded by word
spoken
yet heard to the third....
Power!
awake
within the stillness
this hour
harmonically invested
spiritual benevolence
fuels their army of relevance
the rarest people you'll meet
standing up for freedom
feet to the street
sharing their fearless soul
with body and mind aligned
complete
in control
*(dedicated to Moody Black's Upstate S.C. Poetry team, and Dr. Richard Moss)
Foul, black depressing mood - Begone!
Lift this mantle, you’ve made me don.
Let the smile return to my face
that I might meet the day with grace.
Thoughts and feelings, suppressed within,
struggle to escape, from depths wherein
my true blithe spirit still exists,
but which this alien mood resists!
So ill humour, get on your way!
I’ll not be fussed by you today.
No matter how the day might end,
I prefer good nature, as my friend.
Rhymer February 12th, 2017.
Well you played and you paid, you're right back to where things seems a bit gray on this Moody Monday. With face sagging, butt dragging forcing a grin, thinking, man I wish I hadn't drank so much gin.
Well suck it up ' cause you've been through stormy weather and pray to GOD you can hold it together. Now people whether you feel you can make it or not, hold your head high and give it your best shot. Just like the last this too will pass. So smile and I'll pray that you find your way on this Moody Monday.
Full, moody moon
Full of melancholy
Despairs dimly-lit
In charcoal sky
Manipulating emotions
Making waves.
Moody?
Moody, yes I am
Moody, yes that's me
Why so full of grump? Why so moody?
The things you've got to watch, the things you've got to see!
A life that moves so fast, a life that moves constantly
No time to relax, no time to let go, that's a-mood-making to me!
I'll bite your head off with a look, I'll shout and snarl at you so very quietly
When I'm grumpy in a mood no one is safe that's near me
You may have done nothing wrong, you may not even know me
No matter though, I'll still burn a look at you 'cos I'm so full of mood you see.
Sat here with a gob-on like my dad who was the worlds worst moody git - you see it's really hereditary!
Moody Skies.
.
How I love dark foreboding moody skies
Thwart with tension as anger fumes
And flapping ominous raucous crows
Caught by a rebellious gust precariously fly by
.
Thor hast not wielded his hammer yet
But the tension builds
The drama unfolding looks set
That clouds will burst and it will be wet
.
The shrouding consuming dimming light
Paints everything a darker pallor
In subdued hues of grey as surrendering to night
The air slowly begins to chill
Carried by the bellowing breathe
And gradually begins to bite
.
Better hopes for the morrow
Of vibrant unblemished skies
With a promise of sun smiling down
Void of clouds to cry.
.
Peter Dome©2020.
The Sun slowly sets over the ocean
I watch the sky change colors
mirroring my mood swings.