Triste Poems - Poems about Triste

she sits alone on the hotel balcony, looking out at the city, chin on knees, arms hugging legs, compacting herself into a hush. but the stillness hides movements. within her eyes water glides slowly in, laps her retinas, borrows what it finds there, recedes, carries it in to sea. the quiet...

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Bandoneon spins Fibers of pain Gossamer thin. And I have danced Tears off my soul; Now it lies bare. Under my feet Dreams in the dust. World’s saddest word: Never. July 20, 2016 (Posted on Poetry Soup August 27, 2016) For contest: Best Sad Poem EVER Contest Sponsor: Laura Loo 4th place A milonga is a place where tango is danced, but also a form of tango. Milonga Triste is...

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VALSE TRISTE It’s gotten in my head, Found some deep, neutral place (One-2-3, One-2-3, One-2-3) This haunting, illusive waltz I chase, (Was it in a flick? I don’t know) Its rhythm, theme like spreading indigo She was dancing with others, So many, many others. I thought she looked my way just once Oh, that sham of romance! – Like thrown, cold, wrinkled satin – That contrived, artful...

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Post coitum omne animal triste est, sive gallus et mulier* Yes, no cockerel who rules the cackling roost Will stomach slander from Latin master; But who will stand aside and let the ghost Of hints slur old motherhood’s register. Manhood...

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Loves lies in freedom freedom to race together bound to hold the strings strings to tie without schemes Love between you and me fate submerges in time, Triste You swim in death's rhapsody rhapsody of laying together in blood...

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