Languor Poems - Poems about Languor

... The sapphire seas show in seamless turquoise spread the perfect poise of unique aquatic equanimity of enormity harmoniously sparkling lilting luster of cerulean sky reflection echo......Read the rest...

...The ballast of our Thursday afternoon in the countryside lays distilled in your face. Yawning like a cow in pasture eating sweet grass your words flatten the moment. Having no capacity of knowing......Read the rest...

...In the morning I heard the tea pot singing, With the amber liquid sizzling, Saw spouts of vapor ejecting, With a sweet aroma tickling. While pouring my cup of steaming tea, Adding ......Read the rest...

... Written: December 11, 2023 ____________________________________________ While drudging impresses to cease, Within the ethereal forbearance of night And the c......Read the rest...

...This overwhelming sense I fear is death, Macerates any attempt of release, Your weight upon my chest holds still my breath, A lamb in languor, I plead for some peace. Who are you demon, refusin......Read the rest...

... Written: November 14, 2023 For Robert James Liguori _____________________________________ Sitting in my comfy chair with my injured knees Insouciant spent time......Read the rest...

...“Nous nous sommes assises” (“We Sat Down”) by Renee Vivien loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch 1. Darling, we were like two exiles bearing our desolate souls within us. Daw......Read the rest...

...Written: September 19, 2023 Mocking The Dead Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Silent One "Do not be afraid of death. Death transforms to something wider. Death is where it all......Read the rest...

...Between sips of Julep birdsong wafts in the air; busy bees and countless butterflies abound on blossoms of buddleia. But me? I fall into blissful torpid languor.......Read the rest...

...Written: August 26, 2023 ______________________________________________________________ Oh world, all swollen with pain, The opulent smell emits an almost harsh refrain. Languor fil......Read the rest...

...Languor, an idle mind’s self-induced rot When meanings and motivations vanish, Wants no more, nor wishes, whys nor yet what, Not so kindles mind whose fires extinguish. The doom of not-what-so-......Read the rest...

...snowball bush full bloom heart of enchantment dusk fumes as butterflies flit green lawn of languor and beauties lying in beds in the mellow noon white moon and scent orbs attracting hued b......Read the rest...

...The day of birth decided, the date of Death. In the theatre of life that unlatched, happiness to what count heartaches to what count to be taken, to be scripted down on my own. Knew this all, ......Read the rest...

...or Such Stuff As John-a-dreams Is Made On "Reason sole sobers up booze artists." -- a poet of penetration * * * Upon the tide of midnight 'neath the moon, Amidst a s......Read the rest...

...God knows I did wrong, but I tried to change. But all I begrudge is to maintain my brazenness. It will never satisfy me until I endure my life range. My beloved, forgive me or release ......Read the rest...