Contumacious Poems - Poems about Contumacious

...If ye benevolent reader count yourself as a wise married man such as me... (truer words never spoken nor written) take my word and decline and absolutely refuse to take masterly crafted bait vide......Read the rest...

...After President Joe Robinette Biden Junior withdrew from the presidential race... Planet earth (the Mother of all) breathed a collective and palpable sigh of relief, and I too deeply exhaled, ......Read the rest...

...In a violent contumacious act the rankled child smashed the terrarium; the green shards of glass making an abstract scheme on the tiles of the solarium. Amid the sphagnum and the fertile dirt si......Read the rest...

...When my breathless body returns to the earth from which it came, Let it be known that I tried, In the face of damnation, With the manacles of propriety digging deep into my flesh, And the corpule......Read the rest...

...Dotard Trumpery used to disgust the "ery" excrescence ending his surname, for apocope he approached Megan Trump and poached her maiden name, to which Joshua Trump, her son naming after her, dare no......Read the rest...

...If your ego is capacious Or your appetite voracious For a plucky, pertinacious Confidence in cherished creeds, Then your genius, though sagacious, Conjures arguments audacious Never seeing they......Read the rest...

...The Silvery Scenes By Stark Hunter The silvery scenes, Above the sensuous Mexican bloom, Of transcendent yellow, red and orange, Back there – in the digesting side garden, Next door......Read the rest...

...Villanelle: Who would put us on this blue-green hot-cold earth Who would put us on this blue-green hot-cold earth Love us as much as we whose steps in vain grace Why make us defile the holy w......Read the rest...

...Contumacious remarks abound Words that sting and injure deeply A reflection of their inner turmoil Played out in another’s space Their hatred knows no bound The distance of the internet Turns......Read the rest...

...Men and men are torn apart like withered roses cut from its gut, Twain against each other to destroy and defend for yesterday's memory and tommorrow's dream, Sanguine fluids on sodden hands suits......Read the rest...