Sunday Morning Blues poem – A. D. Winans poems | Poetry Monster there is this kind of motionless motion
children crying themselves to sleep
the taste of sunsets for breakfast
and champagne for lunch
there is this kind of mellow music
hills made of wild strawberries
salt on hard boiled eggs
Peanuts in the comic strips
and radio DJ’s with god awful jokes
that see me through another morning
there is this kind of sadness
the feeling of dull razor blades
sliding across smooth skin
Marilyn Monroe suicides and weekends
with nothing to do
heart attacks from love or lack of it
funerals with no mourners
poets with little future
and lovers with no one
to love
Copyright ©: A. D. Winans
A few random poems:
- Ancient History by Siegfried Sassoon
- Николай Заболоцкий – Сказка о кривом человечке
- Sonnet (XII) : O Buddha ! I do wish to follow your golden middle path by Neelam Sinha
- The Undeniable Pressure of Existence by Patricia Fargnoli
- Yesterday’s Mishaps by Mary Etta Metcalf
- Impresa by Satish Verma
- Who Would Not Die For England! poem – Alfred Austin
- Sonnet 102: My love is strengthened, though more weak in seeming by William Shakespeare
- Николай Языков – Сомнение
- Олег Митяев – Француженка
- Song—Address to the Woodlark by Robert Burns
- Валерий Брюсов – Искатель
- Epigram on Parting with a kind Host in the Highlands by Robert Burns
- Meditations In Time Of Civil War by William Butler Yeats
- Владимир Солоухин – Все смотрю
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Poems in English
- This Moment, Yearning and Thoughtful. by Walt Whitman
- This Dust was Once the Man. by Walt Whitman
- This Day, O Soul. by Walt Whitman
- This Compost. by Walt Whitman
- Think of the Soul. by Walt Whitman
- Thick-Sprinkled Bunting. by Walt Whitman
- These, I, Singing in Spring. by Walt Whitman
- There was a Child went Forth. by Walt Whitman
- The Wound-Dresser by Walt Whitman
- That Shadow, my Likeness. by Walt Whitman
- That Music Always Round Me. by Walt Whitman
- Tests. by Walt Whitman
- Tears. by Walt Whitman
- Still, though the One I Sing. by Walt Whitman
- States! by Walt Whitman
- Starting from Paumanok. by Walt Whitman
- Spontaneous Me. by Walt Whitman
- Spirit whose Work is Done. by Walt Whitman
- Spirit That Form’d This Scene. by Walt Whitman
- Sparkles from The Wheel. by Walt Whitman
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