Threnodies Poems - Poems about Threnodies

...She left at the yawn of dawn Between fog-densed waking hour And rain-soused grey morning. Veiled, her image was laced in silhouette. She stood behind the fog-rain, a dark Painting, sketched in b......

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... Written: February 14, 2025 for Brian Strand Contest *********** In twilight, specks become stars, bridges locked in gold, Engraved whispers on walls ......

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... Forever extinct seems the age of classical poetry, With all its cheers from caves, cottages, marble domes and temples, When now a country honors not classical bards: O Hugh MacDiarmid, Petrarc......

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...pardons for the beggar he knows not what he trades witness to the rapture a feather for a spade preaching him a savior what alms that would've made words to sate the hunger though wordlessly h......

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... The hope of the living None would hope, like a destitute, by the roadside to rot, With their eyes and other vitals, by the vultures pecked out, Oozing a cocktail of body fluids, uns......

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...The Final Home Coming   From where the sky meets the high seas Talking drums rolled out endless eulogies As we waited, with the shore’s mud up to our knees Some even did dance to the rhythm - no......

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...Oftentimes in a persons life certain sounds heard trigger a particular mood. The early morning sun is bright My spirit waxes with the light. So why do mourning doves still sing Woeful threnodie......

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