Lost in a sea of wet words, I’m drowning
in a deluge of mass stupidity;
a tsunami that peaks with the crowning
of a clown - the king of absurdity.
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Feeling the gravity of a last gasp;
the downward pulling, the cruel assailing;
exasperating my next breath. I grasp
in vane-hope of common sense prevailing.
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Alas, it seems there is no depth too deep,
nothing to resist a ‘new low’ forming.
No slope too steep, simply nothing to keep
at bay this infernal rage that’s storming.
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That sinking feeling saturates me whole.
It leaves me drenched. It liquidates my soul.
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© Tim Grace, 9 June 2024
About the Creator
Tim Grace
A first impression has a lasting effect - it makes a notable difference. In a subtle way that’s who I am as a poet. A ‘first impression’ looking for the gentle ‘twist’ that draws attention to a novel observation.
Comments (1)
To the Topic This sonnet confronts the overwhelming flood of modern discourse, a cacophony of contradictions and absurdities. It seeks to capture the weight of this collective noise and the individual struggle to find clarity amidst chaos. To the Reader Emptiness is a hollow measure of absence. Emptiness is a gap unfilled. Emptiness is an ache. Emptiness is not nothing. Emptiness is an opportunity. Emptiness is a vacancy. Emptiness is an invitation. Emptiness is the stuff of universal dreams … To the Poet In presenting a short diatribe, keeping the train of thought on track is critical to delivering a succinct and impactful message. Landing the line with a useful rhyme is important (and sometimes clever) but it’s not the primary purpose of a poignant poem. If not ‘rhyme’ then it’s ‘rhythm’ that helps to emphasise the poem’s reason - its gravitas. To the Point Through its imagery and rhythm, the poem examines the emotional toll of a world inundated with meaningless chatter. It aims to distill the universal experience of despair into sharp, visceral lines, inviting the reader to reflect on their own navigation through the turbulence.