Positively Is No Luxury Poem by Richard Spisak

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Positivity, is no luxury
That ultimately falls upon me.
Is it a little fall, like the kitten whose mittens are recalled?
Or the near total anecdotal calamity that befalls the poorest entity of all.
That say, relies on me for a culinary treat
made from a dazzling array of a lizard parfait,
somewhere late at the end of a long boring date?

Or say attend a concert, I'd rather not play,
using an eight piece tuba ensemble say.
Or an eighty bass band that performs a three movement etude on a fire alarm.

My earliest transcription's on the theme
Of Verne's mission, a Collision of Voyage Destroyage- to the moon.
Yes, again the trumpiest of trumpettes will noisily swoon!

Over the facts of the vax parlay at the end of the day, they still won't
Groom the goat, so they say!

Though the mortgage of their reason
Amidst just such an extended season of COVID! DOING MUCH, like it once did.
They'll remain unconvinced, like Bottoms' Peter Quince.

Understanding polarity is by no means
A solitary barbarity.

Its just the old bi-polar nature
It's requirements are gratefully matured
By the meanest of excuses of the
dizziest of perfidiest of muses.

Is there a plus, he cussed, into her fluffy feathered muff?
Or is the needle at zero, like some kind of movie hero?
Who runs on and on like exactly the opposite of some kind of fawn.

But when the hero near zero opines
That after the earthquake and upheavel
Oh the opportunities abound,
though they are NOT QUITE
NEAR ZERO!

I mean what's disaster for,
but a change.
The old ways are understood now,
as lets say, well out of range.

Where the musicians arrange some kind of exchange, for quiet.
Like the tiniest of interstitial microdot riot.

But the era of positivity plays
It's bestest of Western parlays
When it ignores and explains
The obvious noisiest rattling away.

But the recovery of new facts
Makes even the wind storm relax.
As it redistributed the leaves, and the seeds! Ah HELL
Just a sneeze!