Best Sullenly Poems

On the night before Christmas, alone in my house, 
Sorrow gnawed at my soul, like a ravenous mouse.
Entombed in my blankets, I struggled to sleep,
Ready to snap if I counted more sheep.

I rose at the sound of scratching and creaking.
“Who’s there?” I cried, “Is it...

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Maybe he ate his vitamins and their minerals and oranges and apples all at once again and again
Or ran laughing down the rugged rocks of a ruthless reality
Maybe he flew singing up to the cold concrete ceiling on a chair
Or drank dated dark liquid from...

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This pill that make me sleep and takes away my dreams. 
It keeps my thoughts and leaves me disesteemed. 
Who doth have these rights, 
To take away my starry nights?

When the morning wakes it is just about certain, 
Hopes are lost as I draw back...

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Whispers filter out the scent of delusion
the whippoorwills wallow in a waning sun
and thoughts are on the run

The table's set with mix-matched cups and saucers
the best China's soaking in the sink
and I can no longer think

Blame it on blunders ripping at the seams
me not knowing...

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Petals: pristine~pure desire float
lullabies roam aspheric space
touches reached just out of scope

Brave: gravity glides on outspread wings
with the willow weeping sullenly low
blanket in balance a presence bestows

Tight: comfort held in passion's show
lightening a starless~sterile sky
sacred secrets whispered overnight

Dawn: feelings warmed on nature's bed
dew drops glisten...

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Howls my heart in silence, a hymn of dispossession, 
  Prostrated at your dusky feet, defined inadequate 
And close my eyes in fruitless shame, despising their transgression, 
  Blind-sided by your beauty, horsewhipped desolate. 
The chestnut lustre of your hair has lacquered my...

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Now autumn is fading slowly away and nights lengthen
oh! too soon marches in winter with icy chilly fingers 
that every thing touched falls into deep slumbering sleep .
as soft pure white flakes fall thick and fast covering all/

Letting us know that it will be long...

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Dad is out back,
speaking to his swedes and turnips.

He only grows tubers, root vegetables,
that I sullenly refuse to eat.

There is one flower
a Passionflower, 'Passiflora Incarnate'
that clings to the garden fence.

I could not see any passion in it,
until mum showed me
the creamy crucifix within
the blue and...

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Three cousins played a “game’ of war
A map of Europe spread across the floor
No adults there to keep the score
As each of them wanted more and more

Three of four empires lay upon that map
As they played and ‘warred’ and they did clap
For them it was...

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Germany, 1964

In barracks bare of beauty
I lay restlessly in bed. Around, a rife
of lifeless characters
from some Saturday charade
sullenly invite me to their ghastly parade.
I merely pull my blanket higher up
and blatantly yell out "Shaddup!"
A spot of flesh unknown to sun itches
so I scratch. Musty curtains...

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Weary, sluggish and silent with apathy and 
disinterest, I sullenly reflect and 
languish....

My thoughts—thick and heavy like 
molasses—painfully churn and swirl in 
and out of my head and spill against the 
background of dead silence of my living 
room....

They are in constant motion, while I...

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As ashen storm clouds brew above his head,
his furrowed brow denotes catastrophe. 
The lash of his tongue like fire brings such dread
a broken heart is all she can foresee.

Heated anger joins the howl on winds misled,
a wild child of tantrum's misdirected decree,
his glacial heart disperses...

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Midnight, Cerberus roams across the sky,
Chasing stars and barking upon the fly.
Hound of thunder, cloud riding the air,
With three heads and snaky tail awry.

Lightening cracks like a whipping lash,
Indoors, onlookers make a wild dash;
To escape the unnatural fiery glare,
Of the monster mongrel raining ash.

My pet...

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A little flight takes off nearby
Oops! It does not drift into the sky;
A tailor bird delves into the nest,
feeds the chicks, the food best
So whenever I step into my garden
I ask them "May I come in?"

Some babblers stare at me sullenly
Oh! They're aiding grownup kids...

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He was a leprechaun who wore a silly shamrock hat
He incessantly counted golden coins by day, as he lazily sat
For a tiny fellow his belly had grown dangerously fat
He paid no mind, " Can you imagine that?"

One day a scant emaciated  green colored lad...

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