Short Rhythmless Poems

Ensembles of little wonder,
rattle the mind amiss,
percussing each muse asunder,
more a kick drum than a kiss.
Inherent absurdities,
on which I plaster a smile,
mortified in memories,
regressing all the while.
Through breathless interlude,
studied demeanours lie,
I pray for beats of solitude…
to distract my rhythmless eye.

 

 

 
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Concourse with no passenger limits
Un-restricted access to all corridors
Freely navigating space and time
Winding aimlessly along each meter
Easy, un-restrained, rhythmless strides
No pattern to my steps
Pausing for no apparent reason
Deliberately browsing through each strand
Informally addressing every subject I meet
Disconnected from the discourse around me...

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Today I am
querulous
my foot taps a rhythmless tattoo
my fingers roam unfulfilled

this bolus of undetermined want
slides down my throat, 
invertebrate,
lodging in my stomach

dull, 
as a faint scratching on a prison wall, 
carving out the days

heavy,
as a stone unquarried and uncut, 
the sculptor indecisive, reluctant to take up his chisel

some indeterminate 
unfixed need
slithers, struggles for expression
through restive eyes...

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Timing is the key to whether
Many things pan out.
We wait too long, we’ve missed the boat;
We know what that’s about.

Procrastination may cause
Opportunities to fade
And then regret kicks in
For the decisions we’ve not made.

The timing of a venture
May determine its success.
Too soon or late may wreck it,
Thereby adding lots of stress.

Comedians are criticized
If they can’t nail their timing,
Like rhythmless musicians
(Or a poet bad at rhyming)....

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