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Power Pursuasion

  • by kwirb

POWER PURSUASION

How did this battle for powerless power
and in its devoured scowls empowered,
did we cower at the hour of weakness’ shower
whose flowerless towers made vows more dour?

Time and again, with the happening’s pen,
we tend to offend with a blend of impend,
from chagrin has-beens and wise men therein,
we overextend our dependence on pretend ends.

With innards aflutter we prayed in dismay,
and our mind clutter’s utter, we bade into sway.
We mutter and stutter, blockades of delay,
and slaughter in gutters of weights and decay.

This power cascaded, evading invasion degraded,
but raids of parades unaided have little persuaded.

@kwirb #30Days30Sonnets
September 10th 2015.

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Umbrellas and Raincoats

  • by kwirb

UMBRELLAS AND RAINCOATS

Between what you see in out of tune strings and half notes
Like pages you’ve read with useless words that do not rhyme
Or ballad patterns wrong, these rhythmic songs in half time–
somewhere in them lies poetic things that you wish you wrote.

You write of a field of umbrellas and raincoats.
As you stand on the soaked land of rain’s victim-riddled crime,
hearing whistle winds who refuse to meantime chime,
within, dark clouds sputtering on you no quotable quotes.

Construe excitement from wet dullness into words surreal.
And try to avoid deliberate poetic device citing.
You can also try to surmise what your sonnet implies.

Yet, you always write what you think and not what you feel,
then proceed to tell others, “This is poetry writing…”
But, between you and I, this umbrella and raincoat are dry.

@kwirb #30Days30Sonnets
September 9th 2015.

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Rival

  • by kwirb

RIVAL

Thoughtlessness has weighed down these wings,
despite the velocity of these near dreams.
Its attitude latitudes on meaningless things,
of worldly opinions, and devious schemes.

But should I attempt this ascension mention?
Or pay better attention to tense contentions?
Shall I instead extend this condescension?
Or perhaps take solace in reality suspension?

It would be a lesser stressor to say we have parted,
to grow apart, and move on, without further insult;
Though better it is for the words we have thwarted,
becoming strangers; dishonesty is a worser result.

I cannot rival the words that contrive
but I will strive on and pray we survive.

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September 8th 2015.

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Reality, Circumstantially

  • by kwirb

REALITY, CICRUMSTANTIALLY

(actually) Discuss this life, shall we, this anomaly,
in its insanity’s duality’s capacity, understandably,
using fractionally simple faculty and easy analogy
and rapidly parody this triviality anatomy,
a commonality fallacy of collective mentality,
the austerity galaxy of inhumanity mastery,
an apogee’s vitality of our mortality laxity,
in the tapestry center of gravity, tactfully,
with audacity of tragedy and dastardly travesty
whose alacrity amnesty of this reality canopy
is the calumny cavalry of uncanny brutality,
the apathy prodigy of philanthropy and fantasy,
the tenacity modality of catastrophe rhapsody,
as a casualty-less finality of this vanity calamity?

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September 7th 2015.

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Mass Media Minions

  • by kwirb

Mass Media Minions

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We are the minions of their humble opinion.
People, places, things; a treacle less regal,
to nourish the common, empty-vessel’d civilian.

And it does not matter if you are resilient
For all that you hear cannot be unheard
For the millions, and billions, and trillions
is your neighbor and friend, who quotes every word.

So, now that you know of each action occurred,
Of the facts irrelevant; sustained, remain mundane’d,
It is enough. To corrupt. And beseech and unlearn.
We are Mass Media Minions; lamed and contained.

We seemingly dream of keeping heads and eyes on,
but can we rise above the artificial horizons?


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September 6th 2015.

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crank

  • by kwirb

crank

plug the cranked up volume
unravel the vocal’s wire
grasp the vocals acquire
never in tune

fluctuating tonal room
slower tempo and pitches higher
desiring a tuned choir
and timbres of croon

this range is a phase
let me repair, pair it off
from this rank to that rank

with age goes the range
tear, barer play it off
be bold and crank

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September 5th 2015.

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everywhere

  • by kwirb

everywhere

beyond city lights and man made landscapes
further down the blueish skyline
opposite the snowbanks and forest
over the hill and into the evergreen’d wood

westward pathways, rocky, darkened caves
eastward, mossy, broken houses
northern mists from vapor trails
to southern wayward waterfalls

left by the cornfield
right at the darkened road
up to the cloud lies
downpour of rain fall

slippery slithering sins
whispered in whistles of wind

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September 4th 2015.

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Valley Serene

  • by kwirb

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walk with me on a valley of flatlines
steer us away from the shrouds of crowds
stay with me on this mountain of pastimes
dream with me on these billowing clouds

these deadlines grow narrow and time will not yield
to our weary feet and these tempered missteps
whose tempos have harrowed and yet to reveal
how our souls have circled in vortex perplexed

grow with me like an aged tree
whose branches and leaves tumultuously fall
through wind and rain, your company
will weather strengthen my weakest resolve

our roots intertwine in this soil, unclean
by the river and streams of our valley serene

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September 3rd 2015.

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Fate’s Reverie

  • by kwirb

FATE’S REVERIE

The sentiments of fates unrestored
Along the rapid waves, faiths have changed
Through mindless states of sanity reformed
Among the jagged lengths of stories staged

These words that wander from wedge to wedge
Their letters and numbers have failed to transmit
The truth’s been sentenced without a pledge
Roughage and scrappings for paragraphs encrypt’d

Weaving lies beneath more lies
The stories surprise poor truth’s demise
From dreamy eyes true glimpses lie
These lies are unwise to feign surprise

The reality from this fantasy purged
Whilst to reverie does fate submerge

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September 2nd 2015.

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Longfellow’s Bellow

  • by kwirb

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Better for worse; born, torn and worn
The memories of what we’ve dreamed
The recklessness of actions schemed
Amidst the shades and shadows forlorn

Trinkets, kinks, and scar-adorned
Nothingness in darkness screamed
The seething words of Carpe Diem
Resolutely warns towards the scorned

Blending, trending, unoffending
We hitch along to a worn path’s ride
Generations of normalcy repeating

Mending, tending, comprehending
Unleash our needs of pride inside:
“Art is long and Time is fleeting.”

@kwirb #30Days30Sonnets
September 1st 2015