Moroseness Poems - Poems about Moroseness

...The broken piggy bank strewn into a bajillion little pieces Unexpected largesse yours truly patiently waits, a metaphor of my dire financial straits courtesy papa's unsuspecting muse the miss......Read the rest...

...astronomical anatomical atoms buying brilliant blubbery bimbo blobs collecting claustrophobic colorized clandescently clams depicting deplorable dependable depraved dendrites enticing and enlisti......Read the rest...

...(Inspired by Joe Bonamassa's "Midnight Hours") Oh, how I hate when sunlight has fled, Misery visits as I lie in bed. I simply can’t sleep. I just feel so bad. By midnight’s hour I’m sadde......Read the rest...

...The melancholic pair of his deep brown eyes, depicts the contusion of his heart, his stained skin and the deep furrows shows, how viciously he was torn apart. . The bruise on his feet, the scra......Read the rest...

...I had given up hope, given up idealism, given up faith. Given up my imagination, given up my joy You swooped in and danced around Which annoyed me I was reveling in my moroseness, glorying in ......Read the rest...

...Want more moroseness? Anger? Gloom? Here is my sage advice. Stay in your room. Expect lots of energy-stealing doom. Keep the lights out, focus on the goodness of bad. Glare, whine, pout, and brin......Read the rest...

...When times make me wary, where do I seek strength to carry me through? I pray the chaos, loss, and grief won’t tarry till all are bereft, with nothing of our “normal” left. God of Grace, please l......Read the rest...

...Everyone is buzzing about Halloween. Oh, your decorations are darling! I love your witch. Have you seen Henrietta’s fabulous door decorations? Did you see John’s tie? Ghosts, goblins, witches, ho......Read the rest...

...She was never the person i thought she was changing me everyday with a smile unexplained a tear tempered sunlight a chuckle swallowed but i am trying to be the person that she sees i can be W......Read the rest...

...(alternately titled fancyfeast feeds finicky folky fungi) No matter this omnivore experiences stomach rumbles like birth (pains) of a nation (loud enough to be heard clear opposite side of E......Read the rest...

...Oh ...I will not! ...see you ...left... crepuscular ones! though I turn my eyes away from your visceral hungry-ed movements, your quests to be fed in shadows, the babied darkness on ink tip of nig......Read the rest...

...The Lay of The Best Man - Part Five Have you heard about the bespectacled man who wore his glasses to bed? Because when he awoke mornings his dreams were all blurry in his head. And what about......Read the rest...