Rants of the Banter

Rants of the Banter

A Poem by End of Summer
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a rant

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instead of looking for the snapshot
the whole plot, the punch line mid drop

how about applying some hard work behind the lines
that are worth the skip of the beat,

easy to knock over a
a house of cards, but try writing about the effort mentioning

something you're clueless to.

got things to say for the momentum of your hook and chorus line
but with the things of little mind still struggling.  you've got nothing

blowing the wind.  sure you can sell it,  make a lucky break.  counterfiets of the same
old claim to fame.

whats fame worth if you don't know what effect you intend to make.

maybe the register is worth more than the pay.

interesting no ones interested in stills, frame by frame.
how something so valuable can end up in bitter pills, yet loses its meaning in rhetoric when its
the topic of the day.
first to laugh, first to put down, first to make the rhetorical "what are you talking about?"

invested to never care.  Never tried but to say "tried too hard".  cuz thats easy.

Magic trick.  pull the linen from the table.  yet didn't move a thing. no one notices you changed the scene.

some people are as clever as unlocking a door without using a key.

sometimes metaphorical

hopefully not breaking and entering.

one wrong remark causes a house to come down in a backdraft of enabled scoff from laughing stocks

I told you so doesn't mean much when your only measure of worth is how much you can null.

Yes.  Yes.  I've made my critics proud with a query seem ironicly magnanimous, and yet ambigously dismal.

No. no.  I don't need to use multisyllables.

Yet regardless of what one ponders there comes the head of the consensus to tell you,

your out of line, get back in your place.  You erred in your step when you thought the value of your thoughts

supercede the effect of your mistakes.

Cross examination, I don't even know how or what it means.  Forgot about licenses and college degrees.

I read a book so your observations are mediocre at best obviously. Lame come backs, and insults don't really compare

to those who study.

I hope you know I bumped elbows with a great self proclaimed a*****e when I was at the university.

attention defecit learning how to please.

circumstances might change and being validated may not be what you need.

Effort towards the wrong conclusions is effort to find out atleast.

I like psuedo-intellectuals because they ask if the wheel can be reinvented.  what a feat.

The person who invented the wheel was a psuedo-intellectual.  because I don't think the concept was invented before square feet.

better than whats passed off as modern day sellable absurdities increasing the value of lack of creativity means andy warhol was a genious effortlessly .

If only words were worth their weight in money and metaphors could equate to a math calculation.

Then I'd have no worries about the great big emptiness of what I can't see

When I interject the value of my writings not so hypotheticly.

Entertaining myself with what I can gauge as excitement. impatience is volatile at high velocity.

Turns out not everything is measured in weight as a small change can rewrite the following phrase

from beneficial to hostility.

Writing down my vital lesson breaks the silence that should have been mine to find the answer which I seek.

Valued treasure trivialized cuz I want to stand in the wake when spoken. Everyone deserves a surprise.


Head held high, when my stilts are ridiculous.

can only see farther than the common I critisize because I've lost sight of the ground.

from where I hear the constant remarks of my absurd posture.  I write them off as uneducated, conpulsions of the unsound

To turn away from my own benefit to discover my common sense is unrecognizable from the common who even though

leave no apology for their disquieting.  Are not so displaced from a certain reality that they fear breaking the silence.

Easy wasn't enough for me.

Practical was a doubt to my abilities

a challenge was a rumor for me to put to rest.

The best was for me to set the standard as if

by trying to justify the impossible as just misconcieved perception

I'm the one who needs to be convinced, everyone's only thing in common is a lack of experience.

  mistake to think that my place was to make everyone's greatest efforts a competition about me.

 a statement about incompetence.  Theres one upside to being naive

people can't really tell you what you are capable of.

  My sustained injuries are the substance of peoples continous laughter

I can't be part of the continous transgression of abondonment of discretion.
I might of made the blatant mistake that struck first
but I won't dwell on the reminder
which is my prerogative to examine its worth
as it serves as a touchstone not to be buried under.

© 2016 End of Summer


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No-one learn the easy way.
"To turn away from my own benefit to discover my common sense is unrecognizable from the common who even though
leave no apology for their disquieting. Are not so displaced from a certain reality that they fear breaking the silence.
Easy wasn't enough for me."
I believe all of us are hard headed. We will fall and rise many times. I liked the honest thoughts and the directness of your words. I like my Grandfather wisdom. "If you fall down. Get up. If you fail. Try again till you get it right." Thank you for sharing your words and thoughts.
Coyote

Practical was a doubt to my abilities

a challenge was a rumor for me to put to rest.

Posted 8 Years Ago



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