The Irony Given

As the risen sun,
I greet the pontification of irony,
as the sun in reflection rises and falls,
it moves not, but we in time’s grace do,
altering our view of reality.

Irony, seamlessly woven in sentient being,
streams so fluently,
the depth and breadth of a great divide
does taunt a mind,
seeking the definitive.

I rise also
to greet a day of the unknown,
yet with expectations I make it known,
hold onto past as a lifeboat,
when surely I am set a drift.

Irony is a clothing we wear,
for that sparks anomalous remarks,
those that with quandary comes
to disrupt what we assume is truth,
the ruse of our petty judgement.

Irony then is an off the cuff remark,
that disarms reality’s passage,
in opposites we cannot see for held beliefs,
that so often blind our cause,
gormless in our vacant plausibility.

We are duplicitous in our self-speak,
lost to many lies we attest,
and assumption manifests in our world,
the irony of an honest truth,
that constantly begs reveal.

So many games,
the echoes within our minds play,
and the mirror does but ask the question,
am I, or my reflection,
and ironically the answer does not come,
for fear of the reality.

Let irony soar in freedom’s flight,
for what good is a stone cold truth,
without at least an interjection,
a reflection to keep it honest,
and we in honed beliefs,
to allow a greater measure.

Tony DeLorger © 2018

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Tony DeLorger

Full time author, freelance writer, poet and blogger since 1999. Twenty one published works, past winner of 'Poet of the Year' on HubPages, 'Poem of the Year' on The Creative Exiles, writer for Allpoetry.com, Google+, tonydwtf.blogspot.com.au
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