Cacophony Poems

Folderol Gallimaufry

At the risk of coming off turgid
I offer this tale esoteric
Hoping it’s not found insipid
Nor causes one to be apoplectic
But rather received with alacrity
Without the need for paroxysm
My word there’ll be no chicanery
And avoidance of anachronism
Far from being sesquipedalian
Nor need for any razzmatazz
The tale of the slubberdegullion
Who thought himself full with pizzazz
Though being so supercilious
His

American Cacophony

Microtonal mayhem misses the mark
a triple concerto for sirens, drones & bullets
groaning ghosts pluck piano strings
extramusical praise: present (& past/future)
we're going around & round (sings the flute)
0:00 constant vivace
Alcotts double IV. played
Ives: crusty old coot (but used his ears like a man)
percussive violence
syncopated strings: polytonal dances

Moody barlines go barhopping 
741 ideas ; 21 woods; 1904

Obstreperous Thoughts

Inside my head,  
voices fight for dominance,  
obstreperous thoughts clashing,  
each demanding attention,  
a symphony of dissonance,  
a cacophony of self-doubt and dreams  
I cannot silence them—  
they scream louder than my own will.  
I try to block them out  
but they break through like waves,

Cacophony of Chaos

Chaos in the depths, 
Where night skies don’t seek.
The moving matter hums like a roaring fleet,
Where rocks meet, the waves unrestrained,
Tied down by a ceaseless push.
  Chaos in the crimson sky,
Clouds swirling on a dime.
The moving matter hums like a roaring breeze,
Freezing everything in time,
Rewards and items scatter high, lost in the storm, they

The Noise of Pretence

In a space that should hum with focus,
Where thoughts flow like ink on paper,
I walk the halls, and what do I hear?
The clatter of egos—loud, brash,
A symphony of insecurity,
Each voice a drum pounding louder,
Drowning out the quiet rhythm of real productivity.

Oh, the harshness of noise!
Your chatter like chainsaws,
Hacking away the sweet silence,
The sanctuary where ideas

cacophony

 wheatfield shimmering
those discordant raucous crows
vanquished harmony

Twisted tongue

Melancholy melody of mania and madness.
Ceaseless Swan song a symphony of sadness.
Counter to composure comes cacophony of chorus.
Oscillating operatic overture of Opus.

The Cacophony Within

I ponder why my soul is thus,
Why must I scream to be heard,
Why do I feel remorseful after speaking,
Why does home not feel like home despite their words?

My parents declare their love for me,
Yet I still believe I'm the issue,
Why do my siblings think only I'm causing them discomfort,
Why do I still feel embarrassed after

Past Passions

past passions passed parting
present pains pleasured prolonging
love's longings lowered lingering
world's weight winded waiting
sadness's solo silenced singing
freedom forgotten feared freezing
brittle bones bruised breaking
taciturn tears tattered tumbling
mind's memory mangled melting
reason's remnants ruined remaining
kneels nobody nighted knowing
gutless ghosting gathered grimacing
careless cacophony caged constructing
mammon millions murdered meandering 
demons divinity damaged dividing
hearts heads hooked hungering 
chastised children chunked chasing 
betrayed

Muddeled Muse Cacophony

Thoughts can be blurry and empty.
paper on an easel, a whirlpool on a sheet
letting emotions explode into poetry,
explores the realm of cryptical and mystery
Crafting verbal art saps one's inventiveness.

I wrapped my body with a tattered velarium.
My shades can't even pass the litmus trial.
I stand without ignominy.
I am the one who folded my halcyon tripod.

My soul

Silent Cacophony

To finish her work and to honour my love
who now dwells forever in heaven above
It’s something that I am committed to do
to bring her invention to each one of you

She worked for a doctorate and a degree
to be the inventor she so longed to be
To bring forth the tiniest sounds to our ears
the sounds of

Precious Moment

I smell fresh light wafting 
near this dissolving darkness

I hear its faint ringing
the second hand ticking
while the refrigerator hums

and the distant driver drones

I tensely anticipate 
the first tweet to ripple the silence
a tentative answer
an assertive reply
a confident rejoinder,
the ensuing cacophony of chirps

and
the distant driver cross fading 
into the morning commute.

So
right now
in the warmth
of this darkness

before
the

Night Visitor

nocturnal, astute
               sky somber dark, moon eerie
                        cacophony shocks





         

Cacophony and Symphony

CACOPHONY
noisy, disconnected
annoying, blaring, irritating
noise, discord; harmony, musicality
tuning, pleasing, relaxing
enjoyable, coherent
SYMPHONY

The Silent Soul

Stranded in the woods
Amidst the darkness
Looking for a luminous warmth
I was waiting there.
A thousand miles apart
They called me wild
To many I smiled.
The cacophony of the trees
The euphony of the breeze
Stardusted the sky,
There lied a soul
Sans a being.
Would you spring up
And hold me into your arms?
Would you be scared
For I'm a dead entity now?
I walked away

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