Short Drear Poems

solid gray clouds
saturday morning drear....
red cardinals fight     ...

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Nothing more offends a Man
Than to challenge his beliefs. 
How wan and drear my dreaded fear 
That the World would laugh at me!...

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My heart aches for the one I hold drear, for the one I call mine, for the love of the one that I've 
held in my arms so tight. 
6/30/10...

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When my way grows drear,
precious Lord linger near.
When my life is almost gone,
hear my cry, hear my call,
hold my hand lest I fall.

Take my hand, precious Lord,
and lead me home.......

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A leggy pinkish bird
With grace and calm exposed.
How my drear day lightens
When you come into sight.
Painted like sunset stirred, 
Standing pointedly posed,
Your mere presence brightens.
My heart with you takes flight....

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Tears 
What if rain were tears.
Shed for all your fears.
Would be like crying for years.
Think of all the tears shed.
For every drear and dread.
Could fill the ocean blue.
Or maybe flood the planet too.
What if rain were tears....

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  Byron and Shelley have nothing on me
    Even Wordsworth is jealous, I hear
  Keats and Coleridge, they move me not
    Their imagery so drab and so drear

  In my room at my desk
    I am King of my Castle
  Now all that remains is
    to pen poems that dazzle...

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I'm speeding out of my old self,
away from the dark and drear within.
I'm a comet racing to impact
on where I'm heading;
to explode in a shower of light
as a brighter star in my own right,
and if my trajectory stays on course
I will be a whole lot better
and certainly no worse....

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Pure Christianity forges ahead..'
Amidst these days of dread
Changless, by day; hour years!
Immutable truth ever near.'
Smashing chains and fear
Though the season is drear
It never falters, it holds so dear'
A kernel; that ever seeds; Love
Gifting to humans born from above.!

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too much when life sails on her voyage
in beauty and grace of the flow of life
i fear if life is a beautiful drear
we lived so long in false concepts

my heart is a weak soul
and so are men in built up muscles
there is no greater humor in men 
than to hear him boast his strength....

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When darkness makes the mind grow drear,
And when the heart is ruled by fear,
You are my Light...

When weakness triumphs over me,
And troubles me my malady,
You are my Might...

When problems come into my life,
And I am filled with hurt and strife,
You are my Knight.



06.01.2020...

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There is no completeness.
Just a conjoined two-parter,
both morose and merry,
poured in equal measure.

Doubled and divided.
A personality duel
both losing and winning.
Enjoyed and loathed the same.

The stars eke this chasm,
disabling self-belief,
turning my happy soul
toward the drear darkness....

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In the trees, where I tread,
A certain darkness to befall.
I awake in my slumber,
A shadow’s beckoning call.
It pleas,
It begs.
For compassion so drear.
From the echo of breath,
To the stench of fear.
So run, if you please.
And safe, should you feel.
For your death, is a must,
My deep carnal lust....

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Happy days are here.
Last year my days were filled with drear.
My days are filled with smiles.
I'm shedding happy tears: I can't resist.
Because last year I shedded tears of pain.
Man, was I pissed.
I hope that these happy days remain.











wrote Spring 2004
while student @ ULM...

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MUSIC  FOR  DAMP WEATHER


The outlook is for less  cloud - 
Long damp vista : quiet street
Hiss of tyres,  occasional slap of feet.
As discrete notes catch
A  melody  snatch,
Uncertain wet dark shapes  summon
Perspectives   long gone.
Now replaced with a clear
Brighter drier path less drear ....

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Through beads of hope I gaze
elegant strong and brave
with greens and diamond blues a mast
off her petals pearlescent dew drops lie
fragrantly guiding a watchful eye

Honeybee yellow stings of fate
absorbing every ray of baby's breath
harmoniously humming
in a wholesome milieu
shifting boundaries cast away drear...

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The skies are blue, the skies are clear
     Hark the cuckoo bringing good cheer

Peace enjoyed true, peace enjoyed here
    Just touch that dew, nature’s glad tear

Don’t be so blue, don’t be so drear
    Drink in the view, get into gear.



09.18.2021

For Line Gauthier's "Bite Size Poem no 21" contest...

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You corrode your being
With evil that serves no purpose
How do you propose to do this and keep us
Is it demons, darkness, depression or drear
It's hard to sit by and watch in fear
You choose to hurt yourself or is it me
Clink
Clink
Clink
Just one more please
Life I guess is too much for you
But remember I am a part of you too...

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Molehills To Mountains
Tom’s Thoughts
3/2/2020

When Politicians dare to interpolate,
Using verbiage to change how we relate.

All are drinking from a polluted fountain,
Trying to produce a “meadow muffin” mountain. 

Without their utilizing a single steer,
They're causing our country's landscape to look drear.
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I looked out to a morning drear

Nothing there to cause me cheer,

But when I looked outside again

Upon my gate there sat a wren.

God bless this tiny little thing

The wren, he now began to sing.

He sang such a happy tune

His sweet refrain dispelled my gloom.

It was such a joyful song,

My unwelcome dreary morning, gone....

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I dub a little bit of colour here
A little bit of sparkle there
Splashing out the fear
Brushing on the care
Colouring over the tears
Painting better years
Drawing blue skies clear
Blotting out the scares
Till a masterpiece appears
A painting so rare
My palette of hope is here
Bring your troubles and cares
We will paint away your drear
With the paint of prayer...

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Dreams tend to lilt
Today they’re here
‘morrow they’re killed 

I’ve seen some wilt
Despite a tear
Dreams tend to lilt

If they are built
But not kept near
‘morrow they’re killed

They can be spilt
With just a jeer 
Dreams tend to lilt

But have no guilt
Nor feel the drear
‘morrow they’re killed

A dream can tilt
A dream can blear
Dreams tend to lilt
‘morrow they’re killed...

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I look at the photos of yesteryear,
Gazing at the faces of people,
I once knew.
With our rifles and our gear,
Crowded together were we,
Under the winter sky.
Those haggard faces all so drear,
Still stare out at me in voices I once knew,
Calling my name.
I look still at the photos of yesteryear,
Time has passed, the voices are gone,
And the photo will one day fade....

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Being Fearful
Thoughts: of Miracle Man
5/9/2021

We often fear things that we don’t understand,
and when faith is weak our countenance turns drear.
But everything rests in almighty God’s hand,
and God didn't give us the spirit of fear.*

* 2 Timothy 1:7
For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love, and of a sound mind.
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September spells the end of the summer
Halloween decorations will soon appear,
The signs of cold weather are a bummer
September spells the end of the summer,
Appearance of a frost is not a newcomer
With few sunny days; cloudier and drear,
September spells the end of the summer
Halloween decorations will soon appear.

Written September 6, 2022...

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