Sad Blank Verse Poems

The Indian elephant


I knew of an Indian elephant who worked at a circus 
on an act where unhappy animals sit up and beg 
and sad...

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Palestine Oh Palestine
Self resonating scripts of ignorance
revolves my mind
So Quicken a day
and say today is blessed
Not a day like today
when we the stones of Palestine...

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Truly those days were fun,
Little children playing each,
With a fine decorated toy gun,
Life was serious yet catchy;
And we were easily convinced
‘ Sit back, I will...

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Have I really been working on myself or did I just change from my work clothes to something more comfortable
Is this depression or is it...

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The slump
My doctor, like many medics, knows little concerning 
diabetes, but she does her share of guessing and gives advice according to her assumption
Cheer up,...

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Captain cook


I built a ship in a vale of stones and thorny bushes
It took 24 years and more to set sail on a dream 
boat...

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Morning Thoughts

Sunday morning, heavy mist clings to the building
the bay of Cascais is shrouded as a grief-striking widow 
inaudibly her sigh, but her eyes are...

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To lost friends
I have opened the window and inhale the summer
Some of the cottages I see, made of stone and lime are empty, their owners...

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The Death of Art

He was an artist, a painter spending much of his time
in his mother's garage painting when not out drinking with his many...

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Of late I find myself talking at length 
to my dog – just “puppy talk” at first.
Then with a more grown-up vocabulary
 
most doting dog-owners...

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I want Love again and again 
Although Love does not want me!
Drenched in deathless golden light
I inscribe her name on the rib of the chest
...

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The phone rang it was Alfred, the man most likely to be my father if he confessed the relationship he had with 
Olga, the dancer...

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A remarkable suicide

Johan Borgen 
had an elegant pen and a charming story near his typewriter, but he was also a serious writer who deeply plowed...

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In New York City- Nineteen thirty-six,
the crowds had gathered for a final show;
none playing the next day- no more to see
of organ grinders coming to...

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I miss the thing we were, I miss us
Everything started with you
And everything with you halted
"I am scared to lose you" might have been a...

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