Short Glumly Poems

Short Glumly Poems. Below are examples of the most popular short poems about Glumly by PoetrySoup poets. Search short poems about Glumly by length and keyword.


Pleasurable Pretense


Fitness freaks fake friends, 
Who want wit weighs war... 
Against age and acts;
Hopeless help heightened. 

Invalid aim fends, 
A perfidious sore-
Words, deny its facts... 
Memories sure tightened;

Slipping in-out sight,
Of shameless mind's frame
Beeping off insight,
Wishing faults reclaim:

Peaceful glumly past,
Now endures contrast.
Form: Rhyme


Premium Member So Glum

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Woebegone woe beset, be gone
A Wobbegong dumbed down in dumps
Forlorn in doldrums deep and glum
For the taste of glum is dour and sour 
Mirthless and mournful, cheerless and doleful
Apparel crestfallen, disheveled, long-face, appalled
Butt out, begone, woebegone Wobbegong, long in tooth
Trim your beard, its shaggy and scummy, and glumly 
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An Aurora Alouette - Rain Dogs

AN AURORA ALOUETTE - RAIN DOGS
the morning dewdrops the sap on the trees the wind blowing pleasingly a stroll I will take a joyous promenade with my umbrella and cane. rain oh rain will show dawn is to enjoy. gloomy not, away I go pouring cats and dogs. glumly aurora dulcetly I sing “Rain Dogs.” ______________________| Penned on August 31, 2014!
Form: Verse

Premium Member A Winter's Day On the Trail

wind-whipped waves, white-capping near shore
  trail's thin layer of ice, cracking underfoot
    a cold sock awaiting impatient shoes

on the look-out, hoping, but not really expecting
  to spot her on the trail she once danced along
    her lithe motions a Nutcracker Suite to me

no, no, no -- not him -- my old roommate approaching
  inviting me to join him on his 'Jog with Nature' kick
    what could I do... I fell glumly in line...

What I Told Bill

What I told Bill
My voice unchanging and shrill
Was about life in water necessitating gills
And the ones on fire, grills
The left spaces for man to fill…
And it should be mainly about his will
But not less intensely his zeal

The same I had disclosed to Jill
But it didn’t him at all thrill:
On some angered bottle spending a dollar bill
And glumly ascending a closely bill
From his valley-sited vacant mill
Always life depicting as The Still.
Form: Rhyme


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