#politeness
I thank him and he
says politely: 'No problem' --
That's not: 'With pleasure' ?
Oct 28, 2022
Oct 28, 2022 at 2:44 AM UTC
Seducing someone
to want to go to hell, that --
is really subtle.
Jun 11, 2022
Jun 11, 2022 at 2:52 AM UTC
What I meant to say
carefully, in my letter,
I have omitted.
Dec 18, 2021
Dec 18, 2021 at 3:32 AM UTC
My polite smile is a candle
it burns
occasionally flickering
throwing shadows
eating itself
losing form
softening
when the lights go out
there is nothing there!
Jan 17, 2021
Jan 17, 2021 at 5:58 PM UTC
I have said all that's to be said,
And you have listened,
And I have listened,
To the end, gaining what?
Our words are co-absurd,
Inexpressive turds of information,
Dung heap of nonsense,
Good will with perfect enunciation,
But crawling with itch, twitch and head-nod,
In place of mutual understanding,
A babelmist of manners and small talk,
In which we are umbrella-less,
Soggy with positivity,
But it's for the best, I guess,
Have a good day, till tomorrow then?
Finally! Until, tomorrow, we say it all over again.
Aug 26, 2020
Aug 26, 2020 at 1:56 PM UTC
Is civility
a good-willed politeness
to other people?
Is the benefit of being civil
to a person I disagree with
that I maintain
my joy and happiness
and the other person’s joy and happiness?
Jul 29, 2019
Jul 29, 2019 at 6:29 PM UTC
Don't you ever think before
you open your mouth?
I swear to god, this brazen bluster
puts your IQ in doubt
I liken you to a bottle of
Impotent self-doubt
You work yourself up until-
BAM! It explodes out
There are seriously so many things
I'm trying not to say
'Cause some of us have manners
And a smidgen of good grace
If you'd chew over the issue
Before screaming to wake hell-
Oh, sorry, guess that's too much
For your singular brain cell...
Jan 16, 2019
Jan 16, 2019 at 5:16 AM UTC
We tell everyone lies they want to hear,
Translucent guns are waved from face to face.
We say “It’s nice to meet you” out of fear,
of being ****** and marked to be erased.
The sociable are given gifts of gold,
While loners rot in cages made of words.
All your expressions need to be controlled,
If your wish is to live among the birds.
We strive to be the people that we hate,
Jealousy turns our heart into a stone.
We claw with nails and teeth on iron gates,
we built ourselves and choose to leave alone.
Emotions build behind a mask of clay,
and masks explode on those whom we betray.
Mar 9, 2017
Mar 9, 2017 at 12:54 PM UTC
Fastidious noises, thoughtless behaviours,
Far from consciousness, lack of education
Or merely of attention, while hands pick
Food plunging in serving bowls to stuff
The mouth so plenty it barely closes.
Licking fingers, displaying stained teeth,
Chewing forcefully, yearning for oxygen
Between an uttered word and a mumbled
One. Fostering boorishness masquerading
As liberty, as if politeness is currently outdated.
Reducing the annoyed to an uptight unable
To enjoy freedom, where mannerism is a cell,
As I courteously turn the other way and refrain
From speaking my true mind, not to offend,
As I have been brought up to be considerate,
And swallow.
Oct 23, 2017
Oct 23, 2017 at 4:59 AM UTC
We're not human
Riding on what waves
The length of our spines will flex to
Shiff ff fting focus as if from congealed lenses, blushing crimson worries
I forgot what I was meant to be told
I lost the talismans given me
Pupils leave glass classrooms
And can't be hoped for any more
Than in the grim mission they're handed, but we're not human
For we aren't sorry, not grieving the passing off of pleases
And the absence of grace
No churches, ties or classrooms push us forth no more
We're no longer human
For we forgot how to spell that word
With every ounce of our body
Jun 16, 2017
Jun 16, 2017 at 8:20 AM UTC
four decades of professional life
considered with benevolence
(how else …?)
have altogether
not turned out so badly
even though no party politics
helped me climb the ladder
of not so easy scholarly achievement
often in the beginning I discovered
that my politeness was mistaken
for simplicity
and so I had to learn a bit about
how I could stand my ground
to kick the shins of those who thought
they could step on my toes with cool impunity
until they noticed that they were mistaken
over the years I found my ways to garner
not everybody’s love
but their respect and recognition
which is what we all mostly need
eventually
May 17, 2017
May 17, 2017 at 4:00 AM UTC
It hurts when people look at you
Like you're a big mistake
They say there's nothing you can do
So you just cry and shake
They **** you with their judgments
And say you're a disappointment
But this is what I'll say to you
Don't let them change who you are
Let them underestimate you
Then show them just how wrong they are
Spread your wings and soar up high
Prove them that you can touch the sky
Let those who doubted you
Rue the day they belittled you
Shoot an arrow of kindness
Stab them with politeness
**** them with success
And bury them with a smile
May 9, 2017
May 9, 2017 at 11:56 PM UTC
We have the look of another place.
The rain forest dries to deepest desert
where meat is on special.
Politeness grips my hand
in a firm shake.
Sep 20, 2016
Sep 20, 2016 at 8:30 AM UTC
She is tired of being polite
Couldn't turn into a monster either
A burning Ire
Nov 14, 2015
Nov 14, 2015 at 9:37 AM UTC
I saw chemistry
Between your smiles
And my shy looks.
I mean, I really did
See something
In the way
You handed me that cigarette,
In the way
You asked me to spend the night,
In the way
You made me feel less empty.
I don't know.
Maybe I simply read too much
Into your politeness.
Maybe you're just another guy
Who already belongs
To someone else.
F.Z.N
Mar 21, 2015
Mar 21, 2015 at 10:10 PM UTC
In a generation of decadence
it's sad
that we cannot simply enjoy
simple civility.
Perhaps inflation
has taken a toll on our cost of living
increasing the price
we need to pay
to earn civil manners.
Jun 26, 2014
Jun 26, 2014 at 2:07 AM UTC