Short Perspicuous Poems

When the perspicuous idea was told;
A little bird became malignant and would gravitate to the flatter words;
Causing the scapegoat to alienate and dissipate any capricious inurbane transitory ideas from the little bird.
9-1-2106...

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Many attempts made to alienate the biochemist, 
made a scapegoat by transitory in-urbane comments 
about his obesity, which did not flatter one bit.

But his capricious finding of what made malignant cancer cells 
dissipate and gravitate was so perspicuous and far-reaching,
he had been nominated for a Nobel Prize....

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Though perspicuous from your tongue, your inurbane words flatter no one.
With their capricious nature you can't see how they alienate your heart from your mind,
yet your transitory thoughts still gravitate toward malignant ideas
which dissipate in rapid secession with each scapegoat that you find.


08/31/16...

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The capricious 'man',once trying to
Alienate himself
From the inurbane 'beast' -
Now tries to gravitate towards it
In an attempt to flatter 
And to dissipate all ill-feeling.
Foolish, the 'beast' misunderstands
The perspicuous lies of the malignant 'man';
Never realizing it is being used as a transitory scapegoat.

9/5/2016...

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I didn't flatter that inurbane toad
I was in a transitory mode
He made me a scapegoat who looks funny
Told my friends I gravitate toward money

He blamed me for all this malignant air
That will alienate all those of us who care
It might dissipate magically -
He's a capricious man, tragically

Why can't he be perspicuous like me -
I'll use your donations as they should be


September 5, 2016...

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Ralph had used her as a transitory scapegoat throughout life.
Feigning to dissipate the almost daily, inurbane strife, 
capricious Rikki could always flatter his malignant pride.
A perspicuous grace note, she overlooked each time he lied.
Seemingly, his constant intention was to alienate;
Ralph was that turncoat to whom Rikki was game to gravitate.


written September 4, 2016...

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I'm an only child and introvert 
Im capricious and I'm easily hurt
It's easy for me to dissipate
I alienate and I isolate

I gravitate to the inurbane
They seem to be only ones sane
Although their transitory and indignant
And sometimes downright malignant

As a child I was used as a scapegoat
But I was perspicuous enough to take note
If you call me crafty, you flatter me
You can call me nasty, it doesn't matter to me


August 31, 2016...

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