Contra Poems - Poems about Contra

All I know is that I know something, though I agree, it ain't all that much. But those who say, "All that I know is that I know nothing," seem to me to be competely out of touch....

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Lapsed contra dancer rediscovers his happy place I tip figurative hat to the late Cathy Robertson, longtime (lifetime) Thomas Paine Unitarian Church member, who unwittingly and quite casually made mention of contra dancing, which inopportunely, inextricably, and inaccurately linkedin to The Contras who were various United States backed and funded right-wing rebel groups that were active...

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Yesterday we had our vaccination, Developed no hallucinations And certainly no indications Of symptoms, as per some perceptions Feel good we had this vaccination Giving us some protection, Was over in a second, no hallucinations, Or contra indications. Arm was painful, no more or less, a revelation 2nd phase Pfeizer, need no persuasion Indeed, a definite exuberant exhilaration, So many hundreds in the queue, a...

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Desert hot, barren venturing, trudging, exhausting mirage, oasis, woodland, wilderness ambling, exploring, relaxing peaceful, cool forest. (Out of two types of Diamante poems, as per PS types of poems, this one is Antonym Diamante) June 6, 2020 Contest : Try A New Style-Something You have Never Or Hardly Ever Tried Sponsor...

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Five for Smokes ---------------------------------------- I needed five dollars for smokes.Yesterday., I had it.but still...Had smokes AND That five. ended up being used. for something else.I myself might SAY I'd pay for but then,. I wouldn't. pay.ME, though., I'm sure someone would., So...Sure,. SOMEone would (And DID.) they know I'd gladly sell that again Today,?When I say "Yes".,...

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I write. That is what I do day and night, write write write but I like to do it outside the lines, the curve and the shape and the pattern, to go against the rules of all poetry! I let my words fly like the birds above. Free and swirling. All the twirling words in my head I...

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Hear Me, O Muse, no moos or cluckings, muckings or horns of fog Do sound the clamoring claxons of the bardics that be written by William McGonagal o’ the Bog, That Laird of Lamentations Disastrous, that Scot Wha’ Hey Nonny Nonny, Laureate of the quite awful woeful grueful stuff that happened a-when Goode Queen Victoria was stuck-in in...

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in the bathroom That's wear it, was i think ...

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Is it my karma or fate, I never lose my head but lost my hair (ha, what a waste!) very early in life when I was young, and you know, not quite complicate. Now I am bald so, I wear a toupee, ...

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CONTRA When I say ‘Hi!’, She bids bye. As I rush to welcome addressing 'Hello !' Oh! No! She is busy to go. I always wish to give, she...

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Spider love. Smashing himself into the inner crook of my foul-smelling underarm. The right one. Not the bad one. Smelling my flesh. Sniffing around me. licking me. Smitten, eager for the dance of togetherness to rear its ugly head. I gently extract him, and lavish him with a lover’s kiss. He bites my lip. Hard! A challenge. We begin our mating dance. Contra Love Written 9-24-2018 ...

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Losing my keys can be unsettling. Not nearly as much as finding a human skull. Waking up naked in church is a reoccurring dream. Pleasant is the day when a severed finger is found in a jar of mayonnaise Hidden is the fact I lost my job at the funeral home. For showing up on my day off. I blush at the sight...

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I got up it was way past noon Thought I’d go for a walk. Then, it started to rain I’m talking heavy rain The rain that soaks you rain. I saw my neighbour Mrs Pratt She was out walking her little dog. You’ve guessed, they were wet too I’m talking really wet. They were both dripping. I said "hello" and she grunted a greeting Not happy...

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Curiosity, you’re a sharp knife You cut to probe deep, to see inside The privacy, The ego makes Hidden behind the mask People wear, … alluringly captivating : The Sea of Mystery, with the rolling waves of Undefined charm, does it break Return to the sea? The uncovered sands Dislodged have no place to hide. September 21, 2018...

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