CALCULATED NONSENSE

09 21 14

Join me if you will
on a bestriding of the fringes
scaling a most spastic inquisition
of implicit twinges
selling out to the intentions
of an underlined discretion
with an exclamation of dissent
declining pats of intervention
Sling me if you will
around the indirection of imposing
disillusion bent on belching out
a drown in a reactive hosing
down of drearily insipid ruminations
Stifle me in warnings of a glare
devoid of a directing hand
and eye me with a timely debonair
incrimination of displaced synapses
only found in your repository
of collected intuitions
Modesty exterminated by your glory
of desirability
I hinge on your reciprocation
of a paced unveil of romantic connotations
only to be hung on fingernails of exasperation

Author's Note

Reviews

[Frieda P]

'Stifle me in warnings of a glare
devoid of a directing hand'...

sounds like a real b***h, love is a jungle and misappropriated to great extents...to paraphrase a good buddy of ours, 'When I'm finished thinking, I have to die a lot, it's almost like the blues'.....it's almost like salvation' Nevermind, now you've got me singing on popular problems....nevermind.. 'Therapy' on the other hand would say never apologize, never explain, but they didn't say a thing about whipping out a sharp sword and plunging into poetic madness/prowess.

As always, your wordplay is brilliantly enticing as you seduce your reader to join you in your Dali/Benji genius. # 6 by the way...only because that's where I usually dwell....x

[kublakhan27]

Ha, I swear that song was about me, not to mention a few others on the new one...maybe that's why I always have to disappear after I post something new...I have to die a lot...there have been a hell of a lot more blues around lately than salvation...therapy is fast becoming a myth to me...I tell myself that that's what the writing is for, but I don't know, I confused myself with this piece, and I'm still trying to un-confuse myself a day later...

I'm glad you enjoyed it love, #6 and all haha...xo

[Frieda P]

You remind me of him, he loves to write self-deprecating melodies, yet the ladies love him to pieces, catch my drift? ;) x

[kublakhan27]

Ha I catch it Mrs.R, and I'm actually smiling...how do you do that? ;) x

[Frieda P]

It's a gift, I've been plagued by fairy dust. ;) ha ha

[kublakhan27]

Haha Not a bad thing to be plagued by ;)

[R Smith]

sounds like you are losing in love, don't let that exasperation get you down mate :)

[kublakhan27]

I may be losing many things, but I'll do my best...thank you Richard :)

[redzone]

"I hinge on your reciprocation
of a paced unveil of romantic connotations
only to be hung on fingernails of exasperation"...
and then there is the song, "have you ever been hungry.." oh yes, hungry for many things, but I think this poem is more than just being hungry, but not being fed (metaphorically and can I say, not being loved; at least not in the way you have hoped for). these last few lines hit pretty hard Steve, I know if it were me, those fingernails would have been torn out with this hanging..

You always do well in turning yourself inside out, letting us all see the bloody results, which leave us gasping for each word and hoping for a happy ending.. not possible with a poem like this it seems.. You tear our hearts to pieces Steve, but you know we keep coming back for more...

~~redzone

[kublakhan27]

I guess you could say I'm not a very good cook...Hendrix once said that he made no apologies for being unable to write happy songs, yet I do feel the need to apologize for it and I don't know why...I mean, should a poet ever apologize for the tone of his voice? I don't think...and yet there are days (sporadic as they are) when I sit down in a decent frame of mind, convinced that this will be the day I write something funny, romantic, pleasant...something that will bring a smile to the face of the reader, yet I always wind up in the same place...I have killed a lot of good moods simply by picking up a pen, but such is the stigma of a writer I suppose...I gain no satisfaction from tearing hearts to pieces, yet I seem to have a healthy penchant for it, and with that comes a fear that someday people will cease to come back for more...and this site validates that fear on a regular basis for me...I'm just unspeakably thankful that you and maybe two or three others understand where I'm coming from...thanks so much my friend.

[redzone]

No worries Steve, you should not apologize for your writing, the reader bears the responsibility for reading and for putting their hearts back together. I appreciate your writing, what you are doing with your words. Your words are just affective. So in my view write what you know and feel and dream for and i will read ... sounds like a fair trade to me except i think I'm making out like a bandit ..;0)

[kublakhan27]

As Robert Frost said, no tears in the writer, no tears in the reader...I think my subconscious takes that bit of wisdom all too much to heart ;P

[Lyn Anderson]

The discontent of an unrequited, unsatisfied love or attraction, and the internal wrestling match of the one whose affections are spurned. Nicely calculated for maximum effect.

[kublakhan27]

I'm glad you enjoyed and understood it...it's kind of an experimental piece, and probably self-indulgent, so I wasn't sure if either outcome was going to be attainable...

[Lyn Anderson]

Ahh, I am just weird that way :)

[kublakhan27]

Haha Well so am I...I must be to have written something like this ;)

[realmwriter]

Ouch! The sting of the words in this piece are as electric as those on skin. I myself find it to be a piece of elegant desire and fanciful wanting for something more. Some reciprocation of feelings unknown. Yes. Romance. That is it. Romantically dark and blissfully light.

[kublakhan27]

Yes, this was an agitated piece, no doubt about that...so glad you enjoyed it my friend.

[Jennie Baron]

Sounds like frustrated, unrequited love/attraction? So precisely and wonderfully worded. I especially like those last five lines.

[kublakhan27]

This is kind of an experimental piece so I think it can go any number of ways, including unrequited love, but the common denominator is definitely frustration...this was a frustrated write if there ever was one haha So glad you enjoyed it Jennie, thank you :)

[Jennie Baron]

Some poetry is sort of a Rorschach test in that readers can interpret it any number of ways; that what makes it great. A lot of my writing tends toward the romantic so that's where my mind often goes first.

[kublakhan27]

I envy those who can write romantic poetry...I've never been able to do it for the life of me, and that is why you don't see much of it from me haha Which is odd because virtually all my favourite poets write in that realm :P

[Jennie Baron]

Often the way I do it is to adapt my fictional scenes to poems. Or, I have a character who's a songwriter and he gives me bits and pieces of song lyrics.