Languor Poems - Poems about Languor

The ballast of our Thursday afternoon in the countryside lays distilled in your face. Yawning like a cow in pasture eating sweet grass your words flatten the moment. Having no capacity of knowing what you might see in an endless...Read the rest...

As a bouncing baby boy syne of tragic travails in the offing tolled courtesy analogous bell think Pavlov's employ; yours truly me mama's apron strings rolled secure around stubby fingers brought joy created and garnered webbed wold between she who helped...Read the rest...

Languor Afternoons David J Walker I The odd stone was a family heirloom And a friendly oracle Always quietly thinking of the future Collecting visions of the past I stared for hours Before I asked for its wisdom It would simply...Read the rest...

Il pleure dans mon coeur (“It rains in my heart”) by Paul Verlaine loose translation/interpretation by Michael R. Burch It rains in my heart As it rains on the town; Heavy languor and dark Drenches my heart. Oh, the sweet-sounding rain Cleansing pavements...Read the rest...

Heat ... Humidity … Sultry … Steamy… Stifling Languor … Lingering...Read the rest...