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Fomentation
Untold lies from the
guilty side, the side you
love to hate.
Berated, despised
precision incised
— your abhorrence
does dilate.
The garrulous glare
of private war
that drives you to deride,
to crush and conquer
persona non grata
their joy you can’t abide.
To watch them live
to watch them laugh
to witness their extancy
it drives you batty
to see them surviving
despite your acrimony.
You wish you could blink
and cease their existence
they never were or are
nevermore will they
make your future tense
never touched by their potent scar.
But all that’s left is to abominate
and find others who let rancor brew
and maybe then you’ll find more to contemn
until that’s all that’s left of you.
guilty side, the side you
love to hate.
Berated, despised
precision incised
— your abhorrence
does dilate.
The garrulous glare
of private war
that drives you to deride,
to crush and conquer
persona non grata
their joy you can’t abide.
To watch them live
to watch them laugh
to witness their extancy
it drives you batty
to see them surviving
despite your acrimony.
You wish you could blink
and cease their existence
they never were or are
nevermore will they
make your future tense
never touched by their potent scar.
But all that’s left is to abominate
and find others who let rancor brew
and maybe then you’ll find more to contemn
until that’s all that’s left of you.
Of course, something as abstract as poetry may mean different things to different people, so I may be way off the mark in what I'm reading. I read this as being about the modern political climate, where both sides treat the other as inherently stupid or malevolent. But I can't tell whether it's lamenting that condition or supporting it. I think the former, but I'm not sure. Either way, I wonder whether the "all that's left" has an intended double meaning. I found it clever.
Structurally, there is a pattern, but the meter isn't very regular, and some of the rhymes are stretched. It kind of feels like slam poetry in that regard, and the subject matter would fit that style too.
Sorry to see only 3 entries, but having it concurrent with a short story round no doubt held participation down.
Structurally, there is a pattern, but the meter isn't very regular, and some of the rhymes are stretched. It kind of feels like slam poetry in that regard, and the subject matter would fit that style too.
Sorry to see only 3 entries, but having it concurrent with a short story round no doubt held participation down.
I love the ragged meter here:
And the slant rhymes. They really contribute to the whole "clenched teeth" feeling of the piece, like the author's just too spitting mad to make all the bits come out right. It all works even better when we see at the end who the author's really mad at. Nicely done.
Mike
And the slant rhymes. They really contribute to the whole "clenched teeth" feeling of the piece, like the author's just too spitting mad to make all the bits come out right. It all works even better when we see at the end who the author's really mad at. Nicely done.
Mike