Febrile Fog obfuscates palimpsest varnished promises..
Naysayers hoodwinked... deluded players peeling layers..denuded..
Deafening din of our chagrin...
Espoused by rabbles roused by mandarins’ sins..
Tarnished...pampered pilferers pickpocketing public purses...
Deploring the warring cacophony of citizens curses..
Ignoring the boring nagging nadir of nurses...
Corporate castles built without stilts on hourglass sands..
Placards versus lanyards..
Culprits preach parsimony from privileged pulpits..
Civic critics.. protests...pyrrhric..?
No tut tuts..relax…gluts of tax cuts for property sluts..
Licentious larcenists..lust for boom then bust..
Lavishly lacing our lives with lies..
Yet the more we holler...hanker..
Murky truths get darker...muckier.. starker..danker..
Avaricious arsonists torching our cries of why...
Leave us lolloping in a regret & forget.. leaking latrine...
Reeking of what could & should have been..
Categories:
obfuscates, health, political,
Form: Rhyme
Crystal waters plumping the honeydews
and cascading through amusement park ride.
As tourists engage in espionage
in Duckburg at Knottsbury farms.
As graves of self sufficiency,
Communes of bagged embalm.
"Do What Thou Wilt","Do No Harm".
Spirit cooking, charms I"m sure.
Missing and exploited children bearing no arms.
Foreigners get precedence over
the Citizenry collage for the sake
of stirring the melting plot.
The coffers brim
and Scrooge McF swims past inflation,
reaps the rewards of child labor
at camp Whinnie the Pooh with pedophiles and containment lasers,
adds a zero and then again, while CBDC
cabalist coup hides the genesis
of their new technology,
obfuscates the code in block-chain,
snart contract chaser-
in lock-step
and unlocked surveillance,
laser focused,
poker face,
tazered for inconclusive shadow, ban.
As we sell our Sons and Daughters
to a not so brave New World.
Sold at half price for reverse mortgage
and a haptic iPhone holographic massage.
OnlyFans and Tic Tok trends.
Where does it end?
Where the SoyLent is green.
Where the Red Firm Grows.
Categories:
obfuscates, art,
Form: Free verse
Diagonal snow
Glides effortless through
the countryside of the
Amputee windshield
For the passenger side
Has always had a reticent view
Steam rises loftily
From a topless treat
Of gas station coffee
That which further
Obfuscates the scene
Mousey and silent
Each flake falls
Like the wings of
An owl unhurried
Speckling the air
With flurries of tiny
Feathers
If snow is a blanket, is the
Earth a frightened child?
Is there a force, a specter
So haunting it summons
A crystal storm that beguiles,
Sure, a burden to some
But a spectacle for all.
High beams undress
The night, slipping away
Its silken onyx sundress
In its unblinking gaze I
Recall conversations with
Someone I no longer see
Hoping for fireplace romance
Surrounded in snow globe scenery
I try not to live
in the squall of regret
Even if every drop
Falls so softly, I must
Simply keep my foot
On the petal, and listen
To the engine’s counsel
Its kind whispering pistons.
Categories:
obfuscates, loneliness, memory, night, silence,
Form: Free verse
Across the tops of clouds they skate
like skipping rocks across a pond.
A blanket, downy soft, enshrouds
and obfuscates their earthly bonds.
The white seas part to let them pass;
the turbulence remains unseen.
As too, at forty thousand feet,
is all else that lies in between.
As though looked through a glass-hulled boat,
a mountain range comes into view.
Its peaks touch clouds now far below,
bedecked with snow, dazzling jewels.
Surreal and dreamlike, if you will
suspend your savvy, worldly ways.
Hurtling through space and time,
allow yourself to be amazed.
Pinnacle, top of the food chain,
Mars is now within our sights.
Humble start: we once gazed skyward,
dreamed of joining birds in flight
Categories:
obfuscates, appreciation, flying,
Form: Quatrain
Contemptibly craven
Oratory obfuscates
Never nuanced
Gerrymandering guile
Readily reacts to roaring rabble
Egregiously expects economic encouragement
Smug, self-righteous and self- serving
Slippery sounding sound bites
Categories:
obfuscates, perspective,
Form: Acrostic
A poem’s like a snapshot of a quantum state of mind!)
where sharper image obfuscates the artist in the pix.
Reflections always backward; Man’s goals crippled from the start
for poetry’s a quest that rhymes with matters of the heart.
Dark matter’s hard to credit with the gravitas it owns.
Its mass eclipses stars that span the universe we see,
yet stars accelerate not toward but from their mass (how odd)
like leaves that scatter out before a storm announcing God.
The things we see will rarely count, the truth is seldom kind,
a chessboard’s global weighting’s what’s essential to life’s mix.
Let’s say Earth’s Flood’s the “Gospel Truth,” where’s water now, my friend?
Are snowbound poles Earth’s past Flood’s bones, their melted form, life’s end?
It’s not enough and won’t suffice, but let no one throw stones
(while Science just approximates, the Bible’s poetry!)
The wells, a desert hides, can save us from what makes us vain,
and lessons that life wants to share ‘join at the hip’ with pain.
Brian Johnston
21st of January in 2022
Categories:
obfuscates, faith, science,
Form: Rhyme
Atonement
Words laden with regrets spilled over profusely
Regurgitating blobs of ancient narcissistic deed
Awaken realization for vanity obfuscates reality
Enchanted by the force of hallucinogenic greed
To gyrations life dances oblivious towards time
Sparks amidst a storm ignites portentous skies
As Earth navigates apathy decimates the clime
Incredulous eyes evokes counsel from the wise
When youth ebbs spider webs embellish a face
Engrained memories from yesteryear reappear
The future herald adversities he must embrace
Bestowed clemency atonement overpower fear
08/21/2018
11:34 p.m.
Aboard "Vision of the Seas"
Cruising toward Mykonos, Greece
Categories:
obfuscates, introspection,
Form: Rhyme
We are in a business of vanity
All want to make their voice heard.
No one wants to listen, everyone wants to talk
Listening is a great skill which we are lacking,
We are delusional, thinking that talking can fetch everything
in life.
Many with their eloquence, try to mask their mistakes.
Like an eclipse which obfuscates the sun.,
We are trying to obfuscate others through our talks.
Many think, talking incessantly would glorify their personality,
It would only make sense , if they talk something sensible.
Listening to others, respecting others is imperative.
If you don't listen to others, no one will listen to you.
If you keep on speaking without allowing others to speak, no one will be around you to speak.
Categories:
obfuscates, april,
Form: ABC
Like an eye through a keyhole
the moon's eclipse obfuscates
sun's white incandescence,
turns the solstice to morgue-gray.
As mist rises from a charcoal lake
laced with ice's torn edges
minions of leafless oak and alder
witness in slate silence
winter's pewter ghost,
floating phoenix-like
above July's embers
when water shimmered with indigo,
rippling tangelo butterflies in its wake.
Now sirens of graphite shores
lure like dark sentinels into platinum light
to unleash the fortunes
of this nether wasteland.
Categories:
obfuscates, color, imagery, moon, winter,
Form: Ekphrasis
There is a moment in the night, in the shower, in the quiet, that exist in its own temporal bubble
and you are within it, stuck like flies to tape, as if at any moment you will launch away in sporadic patterns of flight.
Instead, you scramble inwardly, madly, in psychic violence.
In spirals derailing consciousness
In which your words must be waking dreams
that decide their own narrative and resonate with some primal inner force.
Use the schism of lucidity as an automaton would
Made only to be the rechargeable champion of fragmentation.
When the fretful pull to uncover reason
Instead brings only idyllic, isomorphic shock,
Flowery discord that uncomfortably enraptures and obfuscates
Can inspire a noble venture into creation
Categories:
obfuscates, art, writing,
Form: Free verse
Waterfalls of colourful lights
pour from your heart into mine
as a read across the page.
I long for the feeling of your
hand in mine while I sit alone.
The world stops turning
as the lights start to dim
and I wonder what kind of place
this would have to be for
the lights to completely disappear.
The realization of reality sets
and I let the light shine from
my own waterfall of color into yours.
These colors paint the sky with
intense luminosity of light.
Until the sun starts to die down
the sky obfuscates until the twilight.
The stars shine with anticipation
and the planets align at the
site of our first confontation.
The way the moon trundles across the sky
going along on its course of operation.
Traveling love, from one side of the earth
to another, it's pulled.
Electromagnetic activity starts
with the touch of your lips to mine
and the static electricity forms
raising the hairs on the back of our necks.
The clouds start rolling in and the
friction causes a storm to start forming.
This storm quickly erupts from the
depths of my heart to say
"I love you, with every thing I have
to offer you, more than anything"
Categories:
obfuscates, love
Form: ABC
Day's royal blue canopy fades into the outer recesses of space and time
As hoary sun sheds its fiery cloak for a deeper hue
Gilding light retracts its flaming parasol to horizon's edge
Last burning ember coalesces into a patchwork of glowing cinders
Shades of bright yellow diluted into coarser pinks, reds
Twilight kisses Helios' parting rays filtering light through a dispersed prism
Diffused light obfuscates glaring shadows and richer contrasts brew
Harmonious band of colors blended into the melting pot stew
The parade of colors christens the solitude of tranquil eve anew
The plush canvas emanates an aesthetic charm refined love to imbue
Linking mortal bonds to eternity's immutable chorus of beauty and bliss
Nocturnal creatures spring from lairs and croon chilling anthem to the blazing panoply
Categories:
obfuscates, naturelight, light,
Form: Free verse