Best Refutation Poems

moribund she wondered what

the postmortem would leave

other than a dead body and wounds

made by the many scalpels of life

operations gone wrong and stitch-ups

with sutures festering at the seams


as a mere mortal she had not chosen

the coffin head stone and grave

as one should not mess with...

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Our loving sportsman, Sen. Pacman
Never missed a chance of being a samaritan
His humility and hard work earned him great reputation
And yet his whole body endured more refutation....

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Unopposed Oxymoron

This poem is light as a heavy contradicting complement
and rhymes with no correspondence of sound sharp at
the cutting horizon’s edge of melting confusing fission

Serious like a foolish jester and in trivial necessity it wants 
to be chimed in disagreement discordant harmony figure
of speech silent...

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Embrace The Lines

Vitality marks gently stretch your soft skin beyond the wildest dreams of
beauty unbound where children had once or thrice embraced your womb
the soothing waters cushioning and cradling three miracles three water 
marks engraved in cinnamon bark showing in pride the seeds of nature
the...

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We Bend but Never Break

Stand your ground the Monarchs cry
defend our power, do not ask why
Know we rule by our divine right
murder so easily with our might!

Bow down to kiss our Godly feet
we are the best you will ever meet
Know your place and all is...

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Predictions work in twists of what makes life workable
High and often misconstrued by the dogma of science
Lies and damned lies and statistics for the insecure
Foes foretold surprise when the blindfolds shed masks
In the light of darkness mascara and games people play

Tim’s Persona crumbles in silent...

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Naked Truth

N~ascent truth resides at the heart of wisdom thus

A~story conjects still naked waits for refutation

T~he emperor’s clothes devoid of the latest chique  

I~ntimately risqué when average normality beckons

V~ie for veracity rescued from the scrap heaps of time

I~n candour modesty disentangles sexy sound bites

T~o...

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What is a reputation?
What meaning does this word hold?
Seems a fickle, intangible thing.
Changes, as I fashion my mould.
Shifting sand serving foundation.
Island mansion housing past sin.
Life sentence of judgment.
A battle designed not to win.
Built on other people's judgement. 
Erroneous and fallible, they may be.
Nobody can truly...

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There comes claret coldness
on the land, creeping haze
heralding change.

It is a moody mist—
an earthen kiss,
a lingering at grave’s lip
that lifts us away.

Temperatures fall
in flaxen fields of gray—
a soft hiss of rain
heckles sky.

There is a coldness
in blood, a letting,
a lost begetting of time
and landscape.

The hard freeze...

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If Darwinian evolution is correct,
then there should exist a continuum of forms,
but what we see with a closer inspect:
that taxa-defining features are norm.

We see hair in mammals, and feathers in birds,
But of ancestral stepping stones, nary a word.
You would expect intermediate fossils,
But this doesn’t bother...

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Naked Truth

N~ascent truth resides at the heart of wisdom thus

A~story conjects still naked waits for refutation

T~he emperor’s clothes devoid of the latest chique  

I~ntimately risqué when average normality beckons

V~ie for veracity rescued from the scrap heaps of time

I~n candour modesty disentangles sexy sound bites

T~o...

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Repristination of our nation
calls for hours of restoration.
Political powers hold their station
in hopes of that next election elation,
glad of their occupation
though to us it is agitation.
Perhaps we can find a situation
wherein we voice our refutation
of their personal preoccupation,
without instigation
or castigation....

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As we neared our destination
Heard a loud reverberation
Almost instant suffocation
Windows down for ventilation
First a little accusation
Followed by a refutation
Then he says it’s defamation
An unjust adjudication 
One quick breath in desperation
Then I paused my respiration
Dare not risk an inhalation
Fumes so bad they’d kill a nation
Cigarette for...

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I too gazed and never saw or knew
But what I knew before
Perspectives of my own point of view
That made me excited and sure
Then leaving it all, I more foolish still
Beacame, and bore the jeers
That could not outweigh the joy of will
Consuming tasks that others fear
...

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Song from Aella: Under the Willow Tree, or, Minstrel's Song
by Thomas Chatterton, age 17 or younger
modernization/translation by Michael R. Burch

MYNSTRELLES SONGE ("MINSTREL'S SONG")

O! sing unto my roundelay,
O! drop the briny tear with me,
Dance no more at holy-day, 
Like a running river be:
My love is dead,
Gone...

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