Contra Poems - Poems about Contra

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,...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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.,...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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

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, ...Read the rest...

CONTRA When I say ‘Hi!’, She bids bye. As I rush to welcome addressing 'Hello !' Oh! No! She is busy ...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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...Read the rest...

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I stepped in a puddle of mud. It was in a rut in the road. It splashed on my pant leg and I couldn't clean it up up by hand. I was angry. I wasn't too much hurt. Today. I...Read the rest...