Best Affronts Poems

[Now ShallowMan is quite content
receiving FactoidMan’s consent
to quibble and express dissent
as long as keeping covenant
with fingers crossed and belfry bent
when viewing Facts in sealed cement:]

SM
“The Facts you give me circumvent
those ‘truths’ your chuckles supplement;
although they might disorient
they can’t be wrong, I won’t dissent,
just using ones...

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College students today are a professor's worst nightmare
   They come to class late, with ripped jeans and purple hair
Without a word of apology for interrupting what's going on
   They proceed to bury their heads in their infernal smartphones

Texting and tweeting and...

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Tactile oscillations that are caused by vibrating sound,
Crash into my eardrums until plugs for them are found.

Audible affronts to human hearing creates cacophony,
Someone says run for you life and that’s good enough for me.

The noise that’s being generated can bring damage to your brain,
They haven’t...

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Schooling life- a main pursuit to learn,
Is surrounded by various impairments:
As much as catching fun-fill cruises, spurn!

Easier said than done- taking the right turn;
Good enough to measure apt adjustments,
Schooling life- a main pursuit to learn.

Goals avoid suffering consequential burn;
Been on phone longer than reading confronts-
As...

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What's fair and right we oft dismiss
While clinging to our prejudice.
But biggest biases of all
Are aimed at us, the short and small.

What's tall or towers people praise,
But opposites get no bouquets.
Short applicants are shown the door,
And folks the undersized ignore.

You call us names that really...

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When old vets gather at a pub to reminisce with their peers,
And their tongues are mellowed with a few free-flowing beers,
Raucous war stories and much back slapping are apt to befall,
As unique people, places and events they tend to recall!

Supercilious officers and their puffery is...

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IF YOU PULL A LONG FACE : PART XXXVIII

IF you pull a long vacant face
Might be you just have nothing to say
Which is not a crying disgrace
Empty drums need be beaten to bellow away

If you pull a long puzzled face
Just read what poets have to...

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I hadn't noticed them when she was well—
The deep creases in Mother's face.
Now as she lay dying, they told a tale
Of selfless service nothing could erase.

In one crease I saw myself at age four
Crying out at night for her wearied embrace.
My teen disrespect was there—and...

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Graciousness

Graciousness reaches out to smooth, to embrace, ruffled emotions
Looks beyond affronts – lifting mercy up on reconciling arms
True thoughtful courtesy caresses inflamed scars like a soothing lotion,

Graciousness reaches out to smooth, to embrace, ruffled emotions
Listens with a chivalrous heart – welcomes kindness compassion born 
Sidesteps...

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Billowed in black by my schizophrenic ponderings, these personalities are somehow resolute.

Within a matrix of survival; they coincide.

Fractals of quanta and wavelengths that fall from grace, will soon depict a Homunculus face.

Spanning out into oblivion as it gestures it’s courtesy beneath the world sheet.

By Orch...

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Natural Curiosity

Do you wonder about the me on my inside
As you gaze at the me on my outside,
A counterpoint to those around us?

What expectations do you hold, in keeping with my
Wrinkled brow and silvering hair that I turn
Out not to meet…or fulfill to every degree?

Do...

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she pips in fear for lateness like her peers,

hauteur cloaked with reticence,

her-boo-boo-vague, though walled around and palpable

official Narcissist disguised in rude affronts

Bravado of naughtiness in candor yet tacit

 

“Free me free me”, rants in melancholy

as  ignorance upsets sorts of sort

Insensibility of differentiate as angels...

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Weeping Webbed World
(Apropos of a Syrian Nightmare) 

Affronts to humanity streak the skies
Like once perched war eagles
Soaring over communities of prey
Where the lingering smell of death
Is as normal as the scent flowers once had.

A grieving webbed world in abject apathy
Awaits the cesarean births of hope...

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Once upon a time, a love story began,
Two hearts intertwined, a woman and a man.
Their love was pure, their love was true,
And in each other's arms, they knew what to do.
     They met on a warm summer day,
In a field of...

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If (I / you) were to observe (myself / yourself),
Would (I / You) really know (myself / yourself)?

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We prosper but we also strain -
This "Game of Life" is that refrain.
It carries on from day-to-day
And we stay steadfast in the fray

Playing our roles up to the...

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