Short Malaise Poems

Through the somber tapestry of malaise, Shouts the Sun in splintered rays, Aaaaannnnd.... that’s as far as I got....

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Disbursing our lives in a state of malaise,
scars become currency
—for debts still unpaid

(Dreamsleep: March, 2021)...

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Frozen rain eats away at my morning energy, a soft malaise coating my tongue, maligning my words, reducing me to gelatinous failure....

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Helen felt trapped in a maze
Her mind was in a fuzzy haze
A difficult condition
For her disposition
To escape from this frightful malaise...

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Calm and collected,
relaxed and non affected,
bang, like a bolt out of the blue,
no, not you??
bellowing,
acid tongue,
for goodness sake,
SHOULD BE HUNG!!!...

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Morning memoriams
Mid day malaise
High noon hypothesis
Sunshine solutions
Half moon hempherics
Evening epitaphs
Nightmare puratory
Dawn desires dead
M.        m,....

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slogging through a crowd’s malaise – the glare of smartphones  

                                           Monoku 4
                                    **04 Feb 2016**...

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Right now its not going too good
Been drinking a lot as not I should
But its been clear weather
So much for the better
But in this malaise
Of aching haze
I am stuck
Here...

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In my old age
I have become bitter,
and disinclined 
to hear pleadings from my sage..

It's only winter's cold curse,
how I long for summer's rays 
to warm my soul
and slay my heart's malaise.
...

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My brain's in remission the last few days
Nothing creative has evolved, nothing out of the haze
Something needs oiling
Some pipes need rejoining
Needs to go to the shop to determine my malaise...

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A big fat moon begins to raise    
as Halloween gives her appraise  
the cat grins, then paw with nays  
as the night howls with malaise.

November 16, 2019
I chose image # 2
Contest Name: Good Luck Halloween...

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memory brings your face to me,
like rapture of the deep i see,
your love enfolds so tenderly,
with-out you time and space,
almost cease to be,
malaise? wont set me free,
can i escape...
Don

re : Asunder "Anne Rutherford"...

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How many lines to a poem?
No way to answer as thoughts start to roam.

A word, a phrase, slips to joy and then malaise
 and suddenly with inspiration, words are set ablaze.





for Julie-Michelle's Unanswered Question 12/6/17...

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Calling through the branches of trees,
Cutting through the curtains of rain,
Catching all the bracken of her words
Cold and sharp, abrasive refrain.
Cleaving in the temporal malaise,
Could this pay the wages of sin?
"Closing time" the ending of days....

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I trace the path of murder, reclaiming
the blood stains
on grass. Becoming a stranger
in my own land.

Stranger ? Yes.
Lead name missing.
Always wanted

less than enough. 

I bare my chest
scrawling a blue butterfly trying to
unwrap the colour. 


Satish Verma...

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Stumblin' through the haze
In a dumfounded daze
In a muddled malaise
Like a mouse in a maze

Broke and blase
Stuck in my ways
My libido won't blaze
My mojo betrays

Got a glaze in my gaze
Got nuthin' to praise
Hope it's only a phase
Or just one of those days......

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JUST A THOUGHT
I had a thought         
The other day
About the things
We do and say

From vicious words
To words of praise
Our acts of love
To our malaise

Why, we as humans
Have such extremes	
From mass destruction
To building dreams
BOEMS BY JA 196...

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sijo

Earthly terror comes to me deep within my mind lies malaise.
All things are tolerated, no constitution have we left.
Judges whisper slow regret; disobedience mushrooms.

May 29, 2020

sponsor: Jenish Somadas 
contest: Let the Pens Flow - Sijo Poetry...

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I.

The grave is the adolescent goal,
Death’s the teenage cult,
Byronic, the melodramatic role,
With suicide, oft the result.

II.

Transcending malaise is the urgent task,
Evading those marble tombs;
Your soul in Sonlight beams must bask,
Defying Death’s crypt-like gloom....

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I.

The grave is the adolescent goal,
Death’s the teenage cult,
Byronic, the melodramatic role,
With suicide, oft the result.

II.

Transcending malaise is the urgent task,
Evading those marble tombs;
Your soul in Sonlight beams must bask,
Defying Death’s crypt-like gloom....

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My Dreams, Shattered
By Reality

My Soul, Tortured
By Malaise

My Thoughts, Imprisoned
By Confusion

My Joy, Murdered
By Sorrow

My Hope, Executed
By Uncertainty

 Shattered, 
 Tortured,
 Imprisoned,
 Murdered,
     and
 Executed 


My Heart, Resigns 
By Suicide...

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Crawl out from your crevice, young one. 
The atmosphere rains a vomitous path  
divulged, displayed before you in  
christening malaise, ending between  
your pointless therapy sessions and  
my overworked kidneys. 
  
Tally the score, or be a bore. 
Our favorite whore is no more....

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Childlike response, free from malice 
We go where God takes us
Ego cravings, are soul’s malaise
Needlessly making fuss

Simply follow the scent
Of love, for quick ascent
Head granting heart consent 

Let love ensconce
Childlike response 

18-October-2021
Quietus ...

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Indistinct things
In night’s malaise
Mar morning haze.
We slowly die
Across far sky
On scalloped wings.

September hones
Away the nights—
Blur city lights—
Bleach pale claw marks
Above brown parks
Fading to bones.

Summer now flees—
Blanch indigo
Of afterglow—
Patina wind—
Yesterday’s sin
Of twisting leaves....

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Indistinct things
In night’s malaise
Mar morning haze.
We slowly die
Across far sky
On scalloped wings.

September hones
Away the nights—
Blur city lights—
Bleach pale claw marks
Above brown parks
Fading to bones.

Summer now flees—
Blanch indigo
Of afterglow—
Patina wind—
Yesterday’s sin
Of twisting leaves....

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