Deflections Poems | Examples

What lies behind the key

You asked me a question without saying a word.  Could I ever love again?
I couldn't find the answer.  should I ever want to?  The words that escaped my mouth. then you asked them to show you things you already knew to be true. So I obliged.  No deflections or misconceptions to lead you astray.  The ways of a slippery tounge.  Should I just show you the wrong side of a key?  Let all the memories melt away.  Twisting and rolling like two serpents wrapped in lustful irresponsibility. Laying half naked beneath floors.  Should I take another by her hand. Blowing on clouds, foolishly trying to piece myself together with a bag of broken shards?  Smoke rings and endless possibility. Don't get lost Staring into the gaze of a gazers stare.  Looking through the eyes of what you wanted to see.  All the while burning with a torch every memory of you and me.

Deflections

People put salt on 
a wound when they want to 
deflect attention

What is Kneaded

Knead the mind with prayer and reflection
no need to bring in outside deflections.
What you need is already there...
God shined the synapses
lay gold leaf atop gray canyons
where the potential of miracles lie.
It will take at least a lifetime
to realize that petals of tranquility and truth
can survive the most vicious fire.

Deep in the briars of doubt 
within the muck of the mind
dust devil's like to tease
weaving petals to the lye.

Gather up the pristine petals pronto
before they wain-wither- petrify.
Make fantastic arrangements with God.
Be as a ruby throated hummingbird 
traversing crystal time-sipping the nectar of divine.
For what is Kneaded in prayer, becomes what is truly needed within your precious life.

Jack 87

Growth comes from being wrong
Learn from it and it makes you strong

Engage the art of reflection
It can guide your direction

Peace is what you’ll find
If you can know your own mind

Don’t hide behind the deflections
Embrace your own imperfections

Don'T Quit Your Daydream

There are altered realities
inside hearts that just want to dream 
and I can't blame them nor fault them 
since their escapist deflections 
are only a result of a topsy-turvy world
gone mad;

Light your imaginary wick and join 
the fable world of the beings of delusion 
opt for a daydream or two  
These are challenging times
and sometimes it can get too much 

Go ahead and pluck another plum from your 
fantasy tree.   
Join our repertoire of fantastical daydreams  
it's hard living in a stark world of mainstream events, 
come inside our world of make believe

it will bring you great reprieve.
 
November 21 2022

Autumnal Equinox

Early morning blue sunny skies askew
 turn to white grays on piggyback 
 once light breezes that blew 
 gentle in and out the trees comeback
now race wildly out to the sea renewed.

The colors with their brilliant reflective glow
 edge toward a harvest moon and celestial equator
 rising, falling, lilting in discretionary phase flow
 wavering, clinging to the shortening day curators
lingering on equality of night day summer-winter throws.

An ecliptic sun moving in south-easterly directions
 marking time and space and revolution years
 inching hurriedly a pause for momentary corrections
 not holding back or hesitating regardless of joy or tears
on a chartered course through seasonal deflections.

Returning to the calendar of September days
 swiftly moving from month to year and decades
 throughout wonderment and marvelings of man at play
 history repeated forever on parade
the autumnal equinox marks the years and the days.

Tranquility

TRANQUILITY
by
JOHN M. ARRIBAS


Calm Seas of Tranquility Sought by All, Found by Few
Earthly Demands, Nuisances, Deflections; a Potent Brew
Distract One from Calmness Needed to Resist the Blows
Constant Meaningless Disruptions That Steal Ones Pose
Tranquility Requires Total Surrender, Capitulation
In Order to Oust Resistance, Frustration, Manipulation  

How Can We  Seek the Unique Moment of Serene Solace
While Constantly Bombarded with Meaningless Detritus
Need to Be Selective, What We Deem Worthy to Ingest
Measure the Value of the Event: Accept or Reject
Every Moment of Life to Be Celebrated with Poise
Seek out the Calmness of Serenity Discard Daily Noise

Primary Deflections

Those who tell us to be NICE
aren’t
they shout their PC gospel
in your face
while admonishing you for
your rebuttal
They accost each other
like third graders
left alone in the
school yard
and
when cornered
by a simple inquiry
point wildly
SHOUTING
“He/She started it”
for
they cannot abide
the sound
of one hand clapping
insist on offering
validation
of the absurd
with their inanely
unrelated
talking points
they have not learned
that
“sound bites”
leave teeth marks
on the rational
of acquiescent
assemblages
that
wildly waving arms
and grimaces
only serve to remind us
of crazy
Uncle Charlie
and since
we cannot call
a duck - a duck
we nod
purse our lips
look at the list
of cloned clown
candidates
hesitantly pull
the lunacy lever
sadly place the
I VOTED
sticker
in our pocket
having exercised
our RIGHT
our PRIVILEGE
to vote


John G. Lawless
©9/4/2018

Peaceful Walk

The night air is tran-quil 
And the sky is in clear focus
Embracing us thankful
For peaceful closeness 
Of body and soul 
To begin a stroll 
Seeing the town
In a quiet and comfort lay down

While entering sections
Of different off-beat courts
I see radiant light reflections
On the ledge of skyline deflections
Accompanied by heavenly escorts
Everywhere, I confess
Embracing in support
In the bosom of angel caress

Merciful Mirror

Merciful Mirror

‘Merciful Mirror on the wall...what is the greatest of our fall?’

The invasion of illusion the greatest of your fervent fall
The absorption of confusion the bigotry of your brawl
The ties that bind you within a decumbent diversion
With eyes that blind you in a camouflaged conversion

In your reflective Majesty of malignant Kings and Queens
A taunting travesty behind the sabotaging smoke screens
In your collapsed cognition of a wandering wasted mind
Within the arrogance of ambition you have been confined

In moments of reason your thoughts delude in deflections
Solitudes in secretion devolving divided dissolute directions
In deep and dormant the evil entraps your scrumptious soul
In a tangled torment as perpetual puppets terminally troll

Mirrors of infinity and infatuation you must eagerly escape
Before the darkness and damnation pulls on the final drape
Within the shattered silences a delusional dimensional attack
Your vengeful viruses will mirror the world of a bridal black.




Sept.21.2017
Mirror Mirror 
Sponsored by: craig cornish

'theatre of the Absurd'-Catoptric Corridors of Time

'Theatre Of The Absurd'
Catoptric Corridors of Time


Oh how the wounded waverly wander away from their hermitic heart
Only to meticulously maunder thru cumulous clouds that diffuse apart
The deflections of deceptions that build worshipful walls
Seen in Mirrors of errors displaying fathomable fetal falls

The soliciting silences succumbing to their cognitive cocoon
Inducing illusions forthcoming mirage’s of the monolithic moon
Dimensional decoding within the resurgent rhythmical rhyme
Catalectic exploding compositions in the Catoptric Corridors of Time.



02.03.2017
Theatre Of The Absurd ...Contest 
Sponsored by...Kai Michael Neumann

Toxic State

Toxic State

Endless endeavors embryonic embrace
Finite forever’s in a platonic place
Silently searching with afflicted affections
Of love’s misguided daunted deflections

You can not penetrate this superman soul
Love can pour out but not fill the hungry hole
Isolated illusions dismantled desires
Terminal toxins within flameless fires.


Dec.03.2016
Toxic State - Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: FJ Thomas

I Am

I am...

the sums of the infinitesimal fractions of all successes and failures ever created, 

the torrential downpour of fallacies, demands, emotions and collective wills imposed upon the world, 

the snide, nasty, incorrigible defensive mechanisms unleashed for no apparent reason, 

the cauldron of love, hope and compassion bubbling over into humanity, 

the certain deflections of character necessary to cope with, and elevate past, the assassinations fired each day, 

the blinding, guiding light to deceive and shatter the incessant darkness which holds us prisoner, 

the epicenter and exchange of ideas and contemplations necessary for progress and resolution to occur, 

the dreams of wild tenor and bizarre discourse, producing subconscious mirrors for conscientious thought, 

the catalyst and confidant for the child, the junkie, the shaman, the icon and the lazy ass, 

the source that folks rely upon when desperately reaching for absolute truths and occasional revelations, 

I am...possibility.

(3/26/12)

Corporate Thugs

In every corporation there are thugs,
that want to have their way while others
look in another direction, using threats
and devious deflections,
If challenged, or called on their game,
they become adamant, fresh and resort to
throwing around random blames,
Fear and innuendoes become their calling card,
spewing tales of the bodies they left in the graveyards,
or bragging of the bones they maimed, while
laughing and acting haughty, 
Feeling no remorse or shame,
oblivious to the fact that others know they have been debaucherous
and naughty.

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