Lament Poems - Poems about Lament

...She showers, She falls, She drenches us... But she shows off a rainbow... She shines, She bursts, She burns us sometimes... But she lets the gentle breeze blow... She mak......Read the rest...

...The summer solstice in years past so much welcomed... now there's foreboding: soaring temps, wildfires, drought... idyllic days are numbered.......Read the rest...

...Under the pensive skies, where stars weave dreams, In the depth of daily existence that seems constrained, Do not lament the poverty of the day, do not condemn it; Tell yourself that you are not p......Read the rest...

...As a young boy my dreams and voice were shattered, I was beaten with words like raging stones thrown in anger, Threatened with violence until my life no longer mattered, Spoken word became less as......Read the rest...

...It caters to an arrogance of hate when war becomes a method of despite. Through vile contempt, he seeks to cultivate a dogma that defines inhuman blight. The devil’s plan has given due consent t......Read the rest...

...Alas it is a chore to write Blank Verse Unable to peruse my rhyme filled purse In search for words not better but not worse A sad lament of poetry’s last curse To stab the darkness with an ill-......Read the rest...

..."Awakening to the Red Road: An Ecopoetic Odyssey" I. Anthropocentric Dissonance - Daniel Henry Rodgers Do you hear that rumbling? That's the a......Read the rest...

...Note from poetess: I wrote this poem remembering the first time I heard Hughes' song, "This Time Around." I was dating a man who joined the US Navy. Because he was on a submarine out at sea on undisc......Read the rest...

... Written: May 23, 2024 ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~ I call you a Venus-blooded princess deity related to grace and love you, alone, lost track of your r......Read the rest...

... In my hunger, I saw a hallucination of heaven. From afar, visions of a golden glow, lustered, lingering above a crowded crossroad. This aura of agave aromatherapy, left an amorous aroma of rom......Read the rest...

...Looking at My Hands By - Roger White Pallid skin, once luminescent, now brown and stained like husks. Gaunt fingers, once straight, now gnarled and twisted like twigs. I lament where my hands hav......Read the rest...

...Today, upon this stage, an actress must Perform a tale of love and woe. Many roles in past, she played and executed well But in the hushed embrace of theater's din light The actress is tasked w......Read the rest...

...Winter’s cold chill cuts through my chin. Within its bleak and brazen embrace, My brisk days are turned brief and barren. They are lengthened into sordid sepulchral insomniac nights. I slither an......Read the rest...

... Some songs remain unwritten, so many unsung. Sometimes there are words, but no background music so I curse this refrain. Unable to find the perfect blend My art remains unappreciated, ......Read the rest...

...CATULLUS TRANSLATIONS 4 Catullus LXV aka Carmina 65 loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch Hortalus, I’m exhausted by relentless grief, and have thus abandoned the learned virgi......Read the rest...