"QUACK"

This the poem I am reading/read on the SPEAK & BE HEARD Radio show

Feb 16 2013

4:00-6:00pm. KTLK AM 1150  http://speakbeheard.com/

 

*NOTE-this is the radio edit version...just add the ( ) for full version.

 

BRIEF:

Is the second term of a Presidency just a lame duck session or can a real difference be made?

QUACK

"QUACK..."

It this 'real'?

Is this 'sound'?

Is this 'a definition'?

What is this noise all about?

"QUACK...

Again my ears are pricked

my sleepy mind alerted

by noise rather than

words

Noise from actions

from chaos

(from the ashes of a fallen star)

from the scuffle before me

as leaders and their minions

gather and mingle

and carry on (hurriedly)

(almost panicked)

about things real or

un-realistic

grasping at words

said-spoken-written-read

cherry-picking the best phrasings

regardless of meaning or context

rearranging metaphors

to suit their needs

then spring wild

like fire

upon the presses-the masses -the networks

society has built itself on

scandals raging

money changing hands by the millions

the wide eyes of the Believer

and the wary visions of the non

all collectively occurring

in an organized frenzy

(of falsified spontaneity)

designed to simply boost and boast

their Chosen One

as Ruler of Everything.

The goals realized

almost a tie

a unanimous sigh

some for

some against

some full of apathetic ignorance

most full of pride

and the new cycle

begins again.

Words selected

twisted (and) re-applied

accusing and hypothesising

angrily pointing speculative fingers

anywhere but home

determined to undermine

to slam and slander

to purposely create derision

(doubt and mistrust)

to spin the facts

into a fine cloth of deception

tightly wound

the Truth bound

distracted and blind

defensively over-compensating

for ideals that no longer matter

(distracted and

slightly off course

partially lost)

(forgetting the

meaning

of Why the path

beneath our feet

is there.)

"QUACK..."

The sound is once more...

My eyes flip open

my head becomes clear.

The sun is kissing the horizon

the geese and other fowl

are beginning to drop

from the sky

waddling in a mass

one throbbing unit

all heading to safety

heads soon tucked under wings

almost quiet now...

"QUACK..."

I see ahead at the shore

a flurry of feathers

falling from the sky

far behind the pack

alone

not quite in control

of its own power

wings visibly clipped

flying crippled

it dives and stalls

and tries and tries

again to land

giving more focus and energy

to the deed

than the rest of them

combined

And as the darkness falls complete

I can no longer see it

but I know it is there

making an effort

making it happen

doing its best

to appease the rest

and complete the task at hand.

...then it comes

breaking the silent eve

a persistent solitary whisper

of victory...

"QUACK."

-C SCHWEIZER

©2013 C SCHWEIZER

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