Best Contretemps Poems

Angry acts begin. 
Harmful words would never flare, 
Count to ten then once again. 

Wildfire spreading fast, 
With mistaken, muddled acts. 
Smokey aftertaste will last....

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Prior To Commencing Poem, I Dreamt Contretemps Escalating fusillade...

Galvanized hotheaded idealists (jaded
locals - kindled moderates) nursed
oppressive proletarian quavering riot
spearheading triumphant utopian voice...

whether contrived right here...

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Around the lounge a drowsy brown hound was routing,  and found a rowdy lout shouting aloud and flouting a crowd of stout, proud men...

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There you are 
you’re sitting down 
feet planted firmly on the ground
staring at a blank screen 
wrists held just so, 
your anxiously poised
ready to go...

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"The Price of Pearls"



a strange time
just as a dream
to a place of strangeness

strangers 
walking contretemps' fine lines 
composing invisible footprints

away from life 
into the loud...

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i wander these winter beaches 
where autumn's storms
have removed the footfalls of summer
believing in spring

here i am alone listening
to the waves mellifluously remind
yet never recalling
floating...

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Therewithal, profluent life ettles it's while.
Thitherward, from Death's bleak campanile
Grim antiphonals serenade.

A capriccio, the slashing swipe of the reaper's scythe
 will serenade.
Stringent Death forthwith anoints...

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Now that i shall sink and die in the nadirs of my own house;
 And my tears shall trickle down and fall on the distrait...

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Drown.

It happens a pace imperceptible,
It is lost only at the moment it was perceived the
The aqua alta 

Carved out an embayment in my heart
No rivers...

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A baronial zing of blue jacket
Blithesome attitude,
Allures me to join navy,
A credence to serve countrymen,

When territories enter a ballicose
Only to belittle through broach,
Or to lull...

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Introduction: once again I incorporate 
my trademark penchant 
to fabricate fictitiously
portions of the following poetic endeavor
can you care to 
discern fact from fiction?

Attempts at lifelong...

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“The Way Home”



I close my eyes, and
dream in reverse of
The Great Contretemps

The feared no-go zone
a minor drop in the ocean 
too swift a journey 
now...

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we all are slaves in time's ship
held hostage to a promise of eternity
as the sails fill, oars are manned
we journey into life
facing contretemps in some...

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(This poem is dedicated to Beryl Singleton Bissell, whose book of this name 
reveals her love affair and sometime contretemps with God.  I thank...

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Ada McDonald

1873-1906

This is a mistake!

A huge contretemps indeed!

A foul up of the most egregious kind!

You see, it wasn’t my time yet,

This death thing; I had...

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