Humdrum Poems - Poems about Humdrum

Where the humdrum ends A morning waits when roosters crow in vain, and stunned eyes are awed by the rising sun. When nostrils savor the dewy terrain, as ears tune in to magpies’ chirping fun. Soon a dawn will bloom and change the asphalt To hordes of marigolds across lush leas, where squirrels scramble and leporids vault, while laughter echoes under maple trees. There...

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Humming is monotonal monotony...

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What if much of life's lost to humdrum world? To waste get withered when simplest of joys, Nature's rare scene when finds none of your voice, Innocent, pure pleasures pass by unfurled— Beauty of dawns, dusks, daises decked in dew, Hills and dales crying for our company, A gentle cool breeze gets when none her...

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I have wondered about mundane things Would they have become spectacular, Noteworthy, perchance, balls of strings If given purpose, a splendid piacular? Not everything is special and/or pristine. Actually, most things are commonplace Not everything is a finely-tuned machine Like the works behind the watch’s face. So much of life, I think, is run-of-the-mill Which accounts for same ‘ol, same ‘ol. I am inclined to...

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This merciless break of Man's loose authority. The individuals who are fearful of their own mortality. A few fields generate a plentiful supply. Field rabbits live for a brief time and then die. Specific work makes a huge rich zone. However, the depth of the covert harm has grown. Work could be just around as...

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Are you one of those people that sees the things that I see? A cheap laugh for no reason, pathetic point scoring constantly. Are you someone who ‘does’ or someone who ‘does not’? Why is it that the ones who seem to do nothing always rise to the top? The ‘work life balance’ and all other corporate lies!...

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Humdrum encounters of aging: I walk clouds in a vision of epiphany glaring cavillingly at a world beneath me peeling back scabs of failure a negative spiralling albatross; a wider perspective of clarity confronts “life’s too short for this crap ”...

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Reading, eating, watching, writing – Such is life, not too exciting. Cleaning, texting, sewing, walking, FaceTime phone calls or just talking. Hearing, seeing, tasting, smelling – Nothing lately’s so compelling. Solving crosswords and debating How much longer we’ll be waiting. Writing, watching, eating, reading – All the basics that I’m needing. Walking, sewing, texting, cleaning – Man, I’m sick of quarantining!...

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Methinks lame excuses poorly explain absent presence gnosh hoe wing up to acknowledge our papa's ninetieth orbit around sun, nor dearly beloved eldest commencement successfully, modestly, honestly (applying her smarts) as freshly minted (sage) University of Pennsylvania graduate, now where webbed wide world avails untold opportunities to make positive accomplishments, this papa never set similar goals for himself, he languished leaving untested latent abilities, now glum, distraught,...

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does bound by marriage appeal, yet the missus would be left high and dry, (or low and wet if she dwelt closer to sea level), this bleakness especially pronounced as role of fatherhood no longer viable, enjoyable, applicable aware how offspring impacted by poor examples of parents accentuated by appalling housekeeping, additionally progeny's psyche indelibly defiled, hi-jacked, scarred with husband and wife...

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Many are gabbing, like magpies on steroids. As if we are getting away with something. Our big chance to speak to adults, and we are taking it. Teachers at a faculty meeting. I distance myself in proximity and mindset. This is a weekly meeting. I can jump onboard next week as well as today, and catch up...

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How So Humdrum... Being A Nonpartisan Author One path of literary renown striving to craft belles lettres versus another aim ming to inject castigation, fulmination, and intimidation (unlike tours truly) into hers/his epistemological dogmatic claim, would exemplify the twofold...

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More Horn Humdrum KISS Poems Will have total, complete trust in my security Once I know it does not have a single impurity. When with God I want to increase my appeal More to Him should pray while I will kneel. Harder and harder have tried and tried More and more pride will feel inside. When sips starts turning to bottles of...

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Never clever _____________________ Carrie Richards - 7//7/15...

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