"opinionate" poems
When I look into the moon I see the only dependent part of me that still exists. Its as if the silence in her vocal cords spoke words of solitude. I gave her the only bio mechanical part of me that mattered.
The gears in my chest keep turning like clock work.
I count seconds into minutes and minutes into hours and hours into days. I keep thinking time is standing still while im still standing still.
I'm waiting, waiting on patience and as unjustified as it sounds I'm impatient. Dreams are just your natural thoughts heavily sedated, a sub-conscious reality based off the feelings we cant display them.
I don't consider myself a writer, I see the constant flow of words and as a kid it left me inspired. I'm more of the sub concious reality type. I drink coffee and outside of that I really don't have a life.
For me writing is self exspression without being judged by others.
I opinionate my feelings and organize them in ink. The papper is my empty canvas, my thoughts are my judgment, and the pen is the deliverer.
Sometimes writing is the only thing that can stitch my wounds, like the words curved inside my brain penetrating like the needlesof a tattoo. I wonder what will become me, in what paradox will I redeem the sum of me?
I just hope this bio mechanical heart ticks away. I hope people continue to be people with different mindsets and open steeples. I want love to be found and dreams to be created.
Kalvin Moon
Apr 3, 2017
Apr 3, 2017 at 2:20 AM UTC
Quacking ducks
Dung throwers
Degenerate, opinionate
No plea for serenity
No chance for reverence
Only less politeness
Survival of the fittest
Hegemony of the crudest
Twitter for the *****
Mar 29, 2016
Mar 29, 2016 at 6:56 AM UTC
Originate
Meditate
Hallucinate
Dessegregate
Mediate
Alleviate
Try not to hate
Love your mate
Deliberate
Opinionate
Don't procrastinate
Appreciate
one's own fate
Love is fate
A one world state
Human freight
The number eight
A white & black state
Never hate
The human race
Proliferate
Communicate
A gentle trait
The broken crate
A heavy weight
Or just too late
Now devastate
Appreciate
Depreciate
Fabricate
Emulate
The truth dilate
Special date
The animals we ate
Guilt debate
The edge serrate
A better rate
Deliberate
Fascinate
Deviate
Reinstate
Liberate
To moderate
Recreate
Detonate
Annihiliate
Atomic fate
Mediate
Clear the slate
Activate
Now radiate
Food on plate
Gravitate
Now simulate
A perfect place
A heavy weight
Is it too late
Racial debate
Participate
Love & Hate
Just create
Never break
A firm had shake
The State's on the take
The girl is late
A baby to take
A mother aches
A heart breaks
Alleviate
Just fornicate
Now devastate
Appreciate
Depreciate
Fabricate
Emulate
A ******* child
The youth's irate
A mind to take
Facilitate
Deliberate
Fascinate
Deviate
Reinstate
It's getting late
The Earth's own weight
Designate your love as fate
At ninety-eight we all rotate
To Liberate
Apr 6, 2015
Apr 6, 2015 at 10:09 AM UTC
Cracks run through you, doubt has overtaken; in a blighted show of this modern world
Faith, no longer enough for those with razor minds, 'though all of us make a leap at some bedeviled stage
For life, 'tis not knowable in its entirety
One needs to opinionate themselves to a world view, slick reasoning giving way to crunchy ideas that rot the soul
A faction; to alleviate lonliness' in dogma
In this age of logic
We have lost our heart
Aug 7, 2013
Aug 7, 2013 at 9:42 AM UTC
they receive, interpet, discard, rehydrate, delegate, redistribute,
brook no, smile stupidly at stupidity, opinionate but never lecture,
never hector, rarely curse unless it is essential, tell good jokes, abhor verbosity, act on instinct, admit error when instinct stinks, sharpen
their teeth, their tongue, and their verbal reciprocity skills
in case,
life becomes interminable intermittently intolerable when other creatures impose, flagellate, pontificate, render the impossible as quite likely, reveal things I wish I never heard, detail the details of the inexplicably intricate uninteresting with prodigious force, and an unlimited absence of periods, commas, or breaths taken,
and escape
impossible for some meetings require good manners, first dates the remote but not trivial possibility that a false start has or can occur,
(see The Pleated Skirt poem) and the incidence of really good books in very poorly designed book covers…ditto the men variety of same!
Mar 3, 2024
Mar 3, 2024 at 8:34 PM UTC
Dial tone.
Cell phone or land land telephonic
Ring a ding / fax machine singing
Digital data lines
Most during this time of the day
Lagging behind just enough hours
To have them at dinner
Tucking in the kids
Most during this time of mine
Pacific western sunsets
Around six ish
"It's not a good time"
Most declare, if they dared pick up
But 8 out of over a hundred calls
Succeed
The rest are answering machines
Hanging up
My computer's got your number
Disconnected no longer in use
Learn by repetition
"Can you spare any time?
To answer some questions"
Customer satisfactions
Answering machines never had
The answers for this survey
In front of me
I recite verbatim
To fill the quota
Just need one every thirty
Or oneself to
"Feel"
Opinions opinionate
"Leave something brief after the beep..."
Hello can you hear me?
Are you complete?
Aug 12, 2017
Aug 12, 2017 at 12:56 AM UTC