Irreconcilable Paradox

 
Written by William Kekaula |
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The midnight sun casts about clear shadows amidst a
     twilight noon, 'tis yesterday.
The windy gale brews, astir none to wake the quietude,
     America's Guy Fawkes Day.
Watched I the beautiful orange sunset rise up above the
     rolling hills flat opened field.
Leaving my umbrella sorted at home, danced I out into
     the deluged rain spots yield. 


Ambling I briskly stood alone in a crowd, as a quandary
     cleared ere me from behind.
Menacing maintaining all matters determined found I at
     a total loss to ideas sublime. 
Brooding of the things I yet can do yesterday, I hurried 
     along to finalize nothing else.
In my rush to the airport, boards I, a train that went the
     other way past fields of elms.


My new schedule should get me to my appointment in
     the nick of time, one day late.
Know I will get that new job for 'tis the first time work I
     there as of prior' year to date.
Been unemployed for straight five years, works I out and
     in exclusively hands-on daily.
My legs are stronger as a direct cause of that makes me
     feel sick for I am e'er healthy.


Speaking on health, the car insurance is fully paid but
     wonders I, much is still owed.
On the subject of owing, our daughter's graduation day is
     today, four candles a-glowed.
The court speaking, arrangement rose criminal charges
     the prosecution, never violets.
Friends and I went to a drive-in, saw an old film just cast,
     our Model-T's all on autopilots.


In the end, we all walked out as unconditional strangers,
     familiarities sensed a oneness.
E.g.; If hail treasures of an emptied chest wouldst naught
     crusheth e'er emphatic dream.
Thence bandied wordings lay straightforwardly ere wee
     tilt scale rove archaic extreme.
The farcical tale wove abstractly, yet absolutes resolved
     parodies sage distinctiveness.

 


*NOTE: I've portrayed the extremities of paradoxes' distinctive values as self-defining based on its own merits, my placement via its close proximity to its opposite, validifies that point, whereto, abstracts become absolutes distinguishing their individualism.

 

 

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Author: William Kekaula
I am a retiree of the hospitality industry, presently, residing in my birthplace town of Hilo, Island of Hawaii, a.k.a. Big Island, in the 50th State of Hawaii, USA, and as a writer, I have a passion for poetry, fictional and nonfictional short stories.

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