Platitudes of Exactitude
Platitudes of Exactitude
Platitudes of exactitude redefining my whole attitude
Don’t want to seem rude but I can’t help but conclude
That the truth will protrude
From a form that just wants to be misconstrued
Everything is in litigation
Or it’s about representation of information
While the train has already left the station
I’m so in
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Categories:
platitudes, international, love,
Form: Rhyme
A Walk On Shallow Waters
A Walk on Shallow Waters
David J Walker
We are wrapped in paper and twine
A perfect package on the outside
Left on the stoop of an irony
Gathered together we are
with candles and cake
We are a year older and celebrate
With feelings that need not be explained
We are one
We are two
We are three and more
And
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Categories:
platitudes, allegory, color,
Form: Free verse
Hourglass
Sealed within an hourglass
a shower of sand descending
scraping away my supple skin
as when one refinishes a hardwood floor
scouring off the old varnish and stain
Its grit scratching
like the claws of a cat at my corneas
already malformed before my birth
so that I was never able even as a child
to perceive the
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Categories:
platitudes, age, ocean, old, senses,
Form: Free verse
Platitudes of Gratitude
Platitudes of gratitude
reveal a shallow attitude
A plentitude of finger food
does not result in pulchritude
Multitudes of semi-nudes
enhance a life of turpitude
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Categories:
platitudes, philosophy, word play,
Form: Monorhyme
Purple Platitudes
Roses are red? Violets are blue??
The proverbs of poets aren’t totally true!
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Categories:
platitudes, funny, humor, humorous, poetry,
Form: Couplet
Platitudes
falls flat
your platitudes,
slinking platyhelminthes,
flat worms in scant two dimensions,
crumpled
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Categories:
platitudes, pride, psychological, relationship,
Form: Cinquain
Platitudes
Tired platitudes for the pain to drown,
The bridled tongue will keep the fire bound.
A dose of bromide helps the words go down.
Exalting paupers with a golden crown.
Creating hero’s with exalted sound.
Tired platitudes for the pain to drown.
If our words of truth would be met with frown,
Would we eulogize and then chest proud pound?
“A dose of
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Categories:
platitudes, truth,
Form: Villanelle