Poems
by KJ Hannah
Greenberg
Supererogatory
Superfluous communications often result in few sanguine understandings.
After all, difficult situations need limpid words, clear ideas, also some
Sort of shared meaning.
Rhetoric that’s not enjoined frequently acts hinky. Such suspicious toing
And froing constitutes dishonest trade. Verbal gorges might carry all
Manner of “news,” but they’re regularly egregious.
Shockingly bad pleonasm, that which was never required tends toward
The worst types of circumlocution. Gobbledygook that “sounds good”
Might merely be flashy verbosity, else dressed up blather.
Most times, balderdash poses as obstreperous hooey spewed by people
Thrilled by equivocations; they embrace platitudes when attempting
To make rubbish shine. It’s a pity that some folks seek to posture.
Chatoyancy
In a nondescript pothouse, a raving local, claiming
His barnstorming was merely for charity’s benefit,
Discovered a fellow drunk’s gleaming eyes. Those
Orbs were asteriated.
That other’s ocular amphiboles seemed ocelot, else
Leopard-like as they exudated brilliance & glowed
Akin to jasmine, moonflowers, tuberoses, tobacco,
All the while revealing needle-like crystals.
No inosilicate mineral ever deigned to appear in the
Sclera of upright persons, in goodwives’ peripatetic,
Spherical structures, in nurturing, helpful, balanced
Peoples’ outlets; their avenues reflect decency.
Other barflies, nonetheless, stood obdurate; the man
Was hung at noon. Even dead, his portals flickered.
It’s said such twinkling’s traceable thru realms that
Children sense in nightmares; silky lustre’s evil.
Fuliginous
Dusky, sooty environs typically herald event categories
That cull contrition else great fear. Ligamentous injury,
For instance, as represented by internal decapitation, is
Frequently fatal. The same, desmoid tumors that create
Mesentery ills, rehome hope in longevity.
Humanity’s alienation was planted in dismal corners. No
Supernal being fluttered Earthward while sin and shame
Populated comings & goings. Instead, feathery foulness,
Palpable depravity encircled pits where valor, otherwise,
Could have prospered.
These days, contrariwise, people manufacture their own
Miserable turnings. Iniquity’s not lacking among folks.
Too often, we push for self-approbation heedless of the
State our deeds create. Our wickedness’s lackluster, our
Complacence’s dull.
