Shrug with false dignity
Virtues signaled
Calculating fractions
Of what is left
Pinpoint the point
Within the point
I’m trying to make
Pretentious as hell
With my poetic license
A tin-can philosopher
Of little note
Weaver of words
Offering up shallow
Observations
Commentary, judgment
Of the world around me
Too self-indulgent
To see
I, like the others
Haven’t a clue
What the hell
I’m talking about
“If I spoke prose you’d all find out / I don’t know what I talk about. ”
Yellow Submarine, 1968
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Damn Beatles, beat me to it every time.
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I often end up with this conclusion, such a poetic way to put it. Great job my friend.
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Thank you, as always, for reading my work.
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It was my pleasure.
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Great work. It is always a pleasure to read your prose.
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Thank you, I appreciate that.
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You’re welcome- I can tell that you always write from the heart.
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That means a lot to me, thank you.
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Do any of us know what we’re talking about?
And even if you don’t know what you’re talking about, you say it well. 🙂
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Thanks. It’s important for me to occasionally remind myself of that very thing.
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Your poem makes me laugh. I think you know but wonder why and if so I do
so understand.
Do we all write to try to get things clear within ourselves?.Or because we feel
we have need to convey a truth?
You keep writing, it is great
Miriam
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Thank you. I’m glad it made you laugh, that was pretty much the point.
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I like this. We lull ourselves into believing that what we are saying is important and matters.
Time will surely prove most of us wrong. Till then, let’s continue with our armchair philosophising.
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Absolutely, the armchair is so much easier than actually getting up and doing something that will make a real difference. Pass me the Doritos!
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Sure! Would you like some salsa or guacamole to go with it, as we pontificate on depression, abuse, global warming, politics etc.
But all said and done, I am here because I love poetry and enjoy the chance to engage with other bloggers and have no illusions about self.
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Salsa or guacamole? Blasphemy! There is no or, I will have both!
And yeah, I agree with you, I just like poking fun at myself sometimes.
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Great! I like both too! You are a man after my own heart. ☺️
Poking fun at self saves us the ignominy of being ridiculed by others.
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I relate so much to this. I walk around feeling like a clueless fraud most of the time. Terrific poem!!!!
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Thank you. I guess if we are going to be frauds then I suggest we do it in style!
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I think you’ve summed up pretty much everyone! Great post 😊
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Thank you.
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Oh, we know, don’t we? The truth, whether we choose to openly admit it or not. You, at least, are able to pen it all so well. As a side note, I like the title. It’s perfect.
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Thank you. It’s possible I know at least part of the answer but that still doesn’t stop me.
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Me neither!
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Same feelings
perfectly written ❤
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Thank you.
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i sat on this for sometime, making me see that my words are also just as confusing to me, but you write it much more eloquently. i like your wit!
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Thank you. Words in general tend to be confusing to me but I love them. String a few together and we can make something beautiful. Or terrible.
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I have that relationship with words too, at times they can be so easy to form and at times I am really speechless. Sharing words is a very important part of human connection. Like sharing memories.
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I agree.
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haha thanks for the chuckle…and there are the times when I re read something from the past and really wonder what the heck I was thinking at the time!
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Yeah, me too. Thank you so much for reading.
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And I love the previous comments on here, all so true!
My pleasure!
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This was very enjoyable. Made me smile. 🙂
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Thank you.
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Insightful poem – many artists can relate, myself included 🤣 But what fun is there in “knowing it all” anyway? Stay curious my friend, the world is filled with mystery ! … can you pass me some guacamole 😁
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Thank you for reading. A bowl, once filled with the weight of freshly prepared guacamole, now sits empty before us, none will take responsibility, but there is enough blame for all
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Thank you very much for the reblog!
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Hello My Friend I have nominated you for the ” Blogger Recognition Award”. You can find it at ” https://www.myplace3187.wordpress.com
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Thank you my friend, that is very kind of you to include me in your nominations.
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You are welcome my friend. I have always enjoyed your posts. You deserve this nomination. All the best in creating more good posts.
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I like this poem. It describes the holier-than-thou moralist perfectly.
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I appreciate that, thank you for reading.
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Great poem! It’s an issue that I am very interested in.
btw; I wrote an Op-Ed called “NannyGate: Justin Trudeau – The Hypocrite”
https://christopherjohnlindsay.com/2018/07/28/justin-trudeau-the-hypocrite/
Minor edit: I’m almost certain “tin can” should be “tin-can”
“Generally, hyphenate two or more words when they come before a noun they modify and act as a single idea. This is called a compound adjective.” https://www.grammarbook.com/punctuation/hyphens.asp
I wonder if “trying to be” would be better than “trying to make”
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I read your article, very interesting. A politician who is a hypocrite, who would have thought? ‘Rules for thee but not for me.’
Thank you for the grammer check, I appreciate that. I also had pinpoint written as “pin point.” I could certainly benefit from spending a bit more time editing.
“Trying to be” does fit well, I will consider that. Thanks.
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Dito on that point. Great poem! 😁
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Thank you.
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Hi Stories! Ah, the ambiguity of thoughts and words. This piece certainly inspires some deep thinking. Enjoy the rest of your weekend. ~ Mia
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Thank you Mia, you too.
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Its so true so many times. I dont know what the hell i am talking about. I dont reach any conclusion. And then I feel bad as well ( ugh!).
Great poetry, by the way!
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Thank you very much for reading!
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😏😜🙃🧐
Hmm, I do believe I understand prose better than I understand emoji! Emoji is the prose of the young and present. My niece is always sending me emoji, so I finally sent some back to her. I really thought about whatI was saying with them. She replied, “What the hell does that mean?”
I know what your prose means, and I like it!!!!!
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Thank you very much. I am in the same boat as you, I don’t understand emoji. As a matter of fact, I do not believe I have ever used one.
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Loved your aberrant thought.
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Thank you.
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My pleasure
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We have no clue. But this poem was a moment of clear wisdom. 👏
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Thank you!
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Damn!! I can literally relate to this.
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Me too! Thanks for reading.
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Love this one! I wrote something somewhat similar awhile back, after realising how all of my “poetry” and “profundity” is simply the ramblings of a pompous, arrogant ass who thinks his thoughts are more worthy of sharing than others’.
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Thank you very much!
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A brilliant, bravely honest poem
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Thank you.
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