Mawkish Poems - Poems about Mawkish

... Like an avian roosting when his cawing has spilled, I mourn in grief as this shadowed night grows cold Crushed and grieving from promises unfulfilled Sorrow burgeons my heart, in bitterness ......Read the rest...

... I sit with sullen memories, alone on an amber shore. A balmy breeze ruffles my hair as I recall a night of wildling winds that took you away, my love. It violently ripped us apart......Read the rest...

...She’d pull the sun from the sky if it shone too bright Drain the oceans purely out of malice and spite Commission a fortress devoid of day's light Simply to evade any quarrelsome plight Spinel......Read the rest...

...Translucent vials of blood collected You possessed so much more than I expected And still you search for more to inspire Day was breaking but you found the moon Just for one more person to hea......Read the rest...

...Carve into the birch trees, pollen breeze my air to breathe. One more cough and one more sneeze until it’s over. Tissue paper mottled with blood and yellow-green mucus, tearing and dissolving f......Read the rest...

...I was crushed and miserable from love unfulfilled Like a mourning dove whose blood had been spilled I cried in deep lament as shadowed night grew cold Sorrow burgeoned my heart with miseries......Read the rest...

...When the wind shifts to the south, When the leaves wither and die, I begin upon my path again. Once again. When the air begins to bite, When the skies are beryl-blue, My mind begi......Read the rest...

...I’m learning a lot, dating Peter. For instance, I have a whole new awareness of how clueless older Americans, like people in their mid-twenties, are about things in the modern world. I think Peter......Read the rest...

...I. Ode the thrill of a tango curled in clutches sleek Elegance, a prerequisite Add on a spun euphoria Nimble is a turgid swoon! Arms conduct to the aria New skin, feels no tocsin It's......Read the rest...

...Like a mourning dove, my lament is spilled I cry in grief as shadowed night grows cold Spirit crushed from love's promise, unfulfilled Burdensome sorrows in my heart unfold Succ......Read the rest...

...A bird sings.. mawkish Sings and dances smooth She... by doing so has naturally forgotten her world. Soars high upwards aims to touch moon but sadly can't.. falls back in nest the bird ......Read the rest...

...Close your eyes ‘Close your eyes…..’ That mawkish haunting tune But there is something wise In it which I’ll see soon I’ll close my eyes And so will end That visual cacophony Which I hope ......Read the rest...

...Enverated by the history; man's Credulity, his weakness; Give upon yesterdays, cause It will hurt, day's risibleness... Time is a fulsome mate, let go Of her mawkish cast; Hope is all but th......Read the rest...

...I don't need mawkish photographs to see the drowning rowboat tethered to the dock, a withered seahorse clinging to debris as umber water seeps through feeble caulk. The cord grass will have gro......Read the rest...

...In times oft-forgotten great freight trains rolled through. Each boxcar was tagged in a swashbuckling hue, Flamboyantly hawking some stale, mawkish view. Now all that remains is the desolate track......Read the rest...