Best Woebegone Poems

My one true love is sadly gone,
a name upon stone I dwell on;
oh, do you recall the chiffon,
of my wedding dress in Bourgogne.
The green park in France and the swan,
since your death I have been withdrawn;
yes,  I am a girl woebegone,
and I dream all...

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Sadness in
   his downcast eyes;
      in tears,
         devastated.

His four-legged friend,
   birthday gift,
      deceased;
         just buried.

Poor...

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Perhaps like a lightning
bolt of clear out of the blue
rigor mortis (tenon and
three decades hence)
two thousand fifty nine if you
count from January 13th 2019, adieu

attest that day 9 months I did brew
in wound (of the late Harriet Harris),
now finds me loved ones
crying boo hoo,
after this...

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Rumpled clothes and dirty shoes
looking like he's heard bad news
eyes averted, face downcast
or is he hiding from his past?

Searching for a subway token
spirit crushed and heart that's broken
listening to the angel's voices
rotten luck or rotten choices?

Ruffled hair on balding pate
always looks like running late
tear tracks...

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Woebegone


Full fifty years ago, late summer, we had planted you...

two tiny, wispy saplings that would grow and grace our lawn.

But mother nature came...lashed her tornado to undue

your beauty with a monstrous hack that leaves us woebegone.



Sandra M. Haight

~2nd Place~
Contest: When A Fourth Line Helps It...

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Love woebegone - footles

Affair
Despair

Adorn
Forlorn 

Dreamer
Screamer




August 19th, 2014
For Andrea's contest- Let's keep footling around

Ranked 7th...

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across the distance
the somber nimbus lean out
without outcast sun















3-21-2016...

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It's Friday and I am feeling so woebegone,
I woke today full of tragic melancholy;
the day is dark with rainfall and I have withdrawn.

I just want to hide so no-one sees my beauty,
oh please no men looking with lust-  women with hate;
I woke today full...

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Alfred was a man of magic; world-renowned was he.
Wealth and joy were his. Of sorrowing he could not conceive
until that day his one beloved, sweet May, died tragically.
No pretty scarves or flowers does he now pull from his sleeve.
Vanished is his smile. Woebegone without his...

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The Woebegone

As wind begins to blow,
she sobs on her bed.
Is he alive or dead?
She wishes so to know. 
Doubts fill up her head.

To doom she seems bound.
Wind makes a mournful sound.
Snow cascading from dismal sky
like her woes - piled high -
buries everything on the ground.

Dec....

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The clouds rain blood.
The heavens feel my pain.
The angels in discomfort. 
Prophets descend from their heavenly
seat, to unveil knowledge of life in my dreams. 
Moses part my ocean of tears and finds my heart.
He leads me to the land of healing words and the
calming sound...

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Listen...carefully,
     and ye kin hear
the muffled (dollar us -
dolorous) sound ache
king plaintive very loosely
     analogous to duck cry

of mourning, didst awake
ken to the somber news
     solemnly shared by
me - Doctor Quackenbush,
sans strapping beefcake
quaking...

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While destiny ditched me dearly in a dire domain
my lumbering life left me lovelorn in a languishing limbo, 
With all of my lackluster longing long gone
my haggard and heavy-laden heart hurts heartily.



~Alliteration contest by Barry Stebbings...

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At first glance, it seems to imply that woe,
or extreme sadness, is gone. But let’s know
'wo' simply means "woe, and 'begon'
( from Old English began)
It means, "beset or surrounded by woe."
~X~X~X~
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The land known as woebegone
Is a grim and forlorn place,
No good times, none at all
No smiles upon a face.

In woebegone dwells misery
A place where people scream,
And since my love, you left me
In woebegone, I've been.

There is a fabled realm called hope
Where dreams they say come...

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