Communication – Page 3 – A Mere Versifier

Airy bubbles burst on to fallow stubbles

Conversations smooth bubbles
shall easily puncture
burst on to fallow stubbles
at most awkward juncture

All while crashing comity’s concourse
rarely appears engender remorse?

While family, loving spouses
may guard facts protectively
Others like lawmaker ‘louses’
evade them electively

Aren’t we when using facts deceptively
living in our lives imperceptively?

Eager to engender dialogue
anxious for us all to connect
Trapped in someone’s mulish monologue
in vain trying to interject

While most the time in vain
and for this I’m given flack
Am found rude & inane
by those haranguing their claque

Rarely have I found that such a bore
relinquishes his/her purloined floor

There was this artist named Yana
after inhaled marijuana

rather chomped pizza with extra cheese
than painted another masterpiece

Quaint her take on what’s Nirvana

Most virtue-signaling flags
been hauled down came autumn
Those still up flutter like rags
bleached, frayed top & bottom

Let’s hope they still our conscience nags
those fighting flags with their hashtags

Quips rarely realistic

we trot them out to sound clever
Tending over-simplistic
so ties to truth they may sever

Quips misidentify
meager on meaning
may oversimplify
while good at preening

Cutthroat snappy
who knows how benight
Quick & scrappy
while rarely contrite

Along with other woke tag lines
the campaign ‘Black Lives Matter’
has seen taken down its yard signs
while White Lies still do smatter

Signs a snug way to get involved
while largely leave issues unsolved

Haven’t we got quite the knack
for freely shooting the breeze
for endless boorish yak
above pizza dripping cheese?

I’d rather hold out for the arcane
hoping to get bit more evolved
than being dragged down in the mundane
by someone soundly self-involved:

Spottily bit snottily
naughtily or haughtily

Underneath our ‘witticism’
on occasion it seems
lurks unkindly criticism
even lies & grim schemes?

As long as we don’t bore
or taking purloined pity
on those hapless we gore
what’s wrong with being witty?

Have we not learnt that life is unjust
so why do we still react nonplussed?!

She finds nothing so minute
that it shall not require
a response as if acute
like if it’s all afire

Yet again our poor wretch
keeps up her agitating
in most bountiful kvetch
that just knows not abating

As she feels powerless not to emote
right away to the non-urgent footnote