Short Banality Poems

If there is anything worse than the banality of evil, it is the banality of maturity....

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I aim for brevity,
Strive for clarity,
Avoid ambiguity
And trite banality,
Insert sagacity,
Blend in sensitivity,
Fine-tune for harmony,
Appeal to humanity,
Infuse with honesty,
And voilà!
Poetry!...

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a hunger
      for understanding
      fumbling
      in
      banality
a wilderness
             of audacity
oscillating
between
     extremes
of 
emotion
   unfinished
..desiring
   perfection...

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The banality of my reality 
made me totally rethink
goals and relationships
that've brought me 
to the brink 
everyday insanity
of hustle work and lies
I'm here not there
and there is where
my sanity resides...

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Once again my thoughts run wild
Against the currents of commonality
Free and unfettered like a child
Ranging from bizarre to banality
Trying my best to cling to normality. 

written April 26, 2022...

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Intrusive advice
and forced joviality
will sound like nothing more
than total banality
my grief is my own
you could never comprehend
the complexities not known
I implore you my friends
please leave me alone


1/15/2021...

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She is red, a riot, 
Rolling with recklessness and 
Reaping the rewards of passion.

I am carpet blue.
Bubbling with banality, bursting
Boredom with silent fashion.

Colliding in the corridor 
We pace a purple paradox.
We’re her favourite colour....

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my little round sleepers
with lots of coats on, mud
huggers with a tribal bottom

perfectly lined up at the
bus stop of spring, soft
under cold loam, a miracle

despite the banality of hidden
numbers; time to drink tea
as I wait in a cooling garden...

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Don’t speak to me with banality.
My expectations reach further aloft.

Trite expression perverts
your true presentation.

Long dead to me,
you cannot resurrect
trust with promise.

Due diligence has
put to death any remaining
vulnerability.

Go away....

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She’s perky.
The wind churns through sparrows;
death strikes with its usual toothy banality.
Windows are blown out,
hurricanes fart blood.

The weather girl flaps her arms,
pushes nipples into the camera,
winks.

Tears will be shed somewhere,
but for now
we smile, we nod
eye on a different focus....

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my sorrow bears
leaves of jacaranda
purple eyes the flower,


the fear,
a dank damp cloth of night
covered my face


smothering


the lust
that quivered 
a human lake


moving


a specter’s hands
stole Mercury’s face
of banality


together


the fear, 
of hands
that lust 


disassembled...

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This temporal self
anchored by a pulsating vigor
distorting my limited perceptions

Drawing me closer
to these material pleasures
immersed in this magnetic depravity

Remedied and satiated
slumbering in disorder
submerged by this banality

Disillusioned and discontent
stripped and starved
like a prisoner of a spiritual war...

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It is a special kind of lonely
when lying next to someone who does not share your soul

Missing the electricity of simply holding hands with my beloved

Gone is the rush
Impossible waiting
Sweaty, breathy anticipation

Desire hurling me headlong 
The infinity of surrender

How did my life become the banality of companionship?...

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A thoughtlet rises from the deep,
Tiny companions coalesce as they sleep
Swirl up a storm ever expanding as they surge.
At  surface emerge and with the ether they  merge,
Lost forever as the bubble-wrap when burst.
From the deep to collective banality accursed.


~06 Jun 2016~
Best of 6 - Poerty Contest sponsored by Nette Onclaud

Visual #1 and Visual #3...

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Dogs of War

Release the dogs of war!
literary beasts, teeth rending
the fabric of personal realities
digested too long, spew forth

Primal vicissitudes evolve
transformed by perception and time
unleashed, set forth to feed
ravenous souls bereft of direction

Purpose guide my pens blade
slash life upon the virgin page
blood stained truth covering
lies and banality of evil

Stoic...

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There was a society,
That found value in banality.
Never an offensive word was inflected.
For they are spoken for those who need to be corrected.
Never an uncomfortable sermon was uttered
For only comfortable praises were muttered.
They had no eyes to see, nor ears to hear,
For to have them would cause fear.
They thought their culture a colorful sight.
But in truth they were only black and white....

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Ihave a dream that one day all men shall be free
That one day they will not have to fall for it as  the gullible men of yesterday
That one day they will be free of the banality of flesh  
TTo work on sserious things
That they will go into the universe not as its children
But as its parents.
That one day their minds will be free
and not tethered to a planet.
And that God shall treat them as equal.
amen...

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Ihave a dream that one day all men shall be free
That one day they will not have to fall for it as  the gullible men of yesterday
That one day they will be free of the banality of flesh  
TTo work on sserious things
That they will go into the universe not as its children
But as its parents.
That one day their minds will be free
and not tethered to a planet.
And that God shall treat them as equal.
amen...

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By the moon
I drink you again.
The night is trembling; 
ruffles the colossal tears.

The terrible ache of the 
illegitimate mercy. I am
not accepting any poem
half-dead under my pen.

The invisible force, bribing
the tears was a grace
uncalled for. I am going to forget
the date of my cessation.

It was a false peace of the womb.
There was no banality
in sending the message.
Death has no other name.

Satish Verma...

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Imperceptible
              footsteps
in curious 
               shadows,
buildings
             drizzled-wet,
smoked blackened
casement spider-
                         webbed
bedeck
        the worn-out windows:
dust&voices
         in empty streets,
vagueness
banality all around-
a transient
nocturnal breeze
surrounds
the dying
             diadem
relic of the once
opulent
           rich...

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Satellite dishes are blown apart
in the wind.

She says it's going to be a bad weather day,
but her smile is bright and perky.

The wind keeps churning through sparrows,
and shingles.

On a plasma screen
death strikes us with a toothy banality.

The weather girl is now flapping her arms,
like a goose
being sucked through a funnel cloud
of ever widening platitudes.

I don't know why, but
I keep watching her....

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old goat's on the mountain trail
banishing banality
up and down, o'er hill and dale
cardiovascular brutality
dodging bumps and grinding minds
punishing morality
smashing memories with each step
reinventing his reality
washing all his sins away
forgiving infidelity
on the peak or in the valley
poaching spirituality
arriving at a time and place
with figurative finality
old goat's on the homeward leg
chasing immortality...

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weeks months days pass by
like strangers on the street
never looking him in the eyes
or stopping to notice the
bitterness behind them
but the seconds the minutes
stall
and he feels them all
like needles in the skin
acupuncture for the soul
but this is all the pain
without the treatment
banality and triviality
and now redundancies
sadly appropriate
for the life he leads
doesnt it stop












hed like to think so...

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We are the Ignudi
unclothed, ebullient and energetic, 
we lean and lunge, twist and turn
impervious to the imposition of ignominious imposters,
we are an expression of immortal youth
the athletes and auditors of God's court
unbound by banality or bashfulness
we listen and leer at those who stare
looking for secrets in this sacred ceiling,
in our faces you'll see the feelings
of primal awareness unadulterated by apprehension...

J.A.B....

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The exclusion that rages
within my cauliflower of sparks
screams the howl of the pariah
scraping all rebuffs for meaning
to find only lonely betrayal

at the end of your shackle
indignant in clang and shape
as if you’re the blushing victim
slumped in the cold undergrowth
in need of rallying friends

and the trappings of scorn
unfounded with wild stories
flying loose without the truth
revealing such banality of insanity;
more drama to fill your void....

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