Best Contused Poems
CrushedIn their eyes a disingenuous dream, pertinacious pestilence in their stream,
Solitudes sanctioned in their scheme, sacrificial surrenders in their scream…
Hearts contused crippled and crushed, of their voices hindered and hushed,
Landscapes forgotten and flushed, bruised, and battled for death has brushed.
In their world, a cataclysmic crumble,...
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Categories:
contused, abuse, child abuse, crush,
Form:
Rhyme
WhispersOn gossamer lips
Wisped coppery tendrils
Showering sparks
Riding evening breezes
That radiate off my
Eyelashes in papery
Wet slivers
Sticking only when
Your song of ill-boding
Is breathed over me
Its primitive amity
Contused and crusted
On baneful syllables
In sweet consummation
Where at last I see the
Crumbling bouquet
That’s falls
Onto your pages...
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Categories:
contused, introspection, life, passion
Form:
Free verse
A Danse MacabreAlong a winding country road
one autumn’s day of late,
I chanced upon an aged abode,
up a hill beyond a gate.
The house was old and quiet,
not a person 'neath its roof
but in a tree close by it
perched a bird, somewhat aloof.
It cawed and cawed audaciously
then quickly flew...
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Categories:
contused, allusion, confusion, dark, dream,
Form:
Narrative
Roses Are Red / Violets Are.........?
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Family secrets told
Through your hearts spew
A white wild orchid
Bruised and stained with brown,
Its virgin petals touched….
Emerging blooms will frown
Mama lily beat purple,
Her seedlings green;
Siblings often wonder -
Why is he so mean?
As the wind carries seedlings
Away...
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Categories:
contused, life, sadred, roses are
Form:
Quatrain
Mom, I Still Remember In the coffin lay your body silent and still
As with wax, sealed were your eyes
Bared of all passion, pain and strain
You were at rest, tranquil was your face
When your body was lowered into the grave
Tears trickled from our eyes like streams of blood
We stood...
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Categories:
contused, best friend, funeral, goodbye,
Form:
Rhyme
To Run Or Not To Run-Collaboration With Silent One~Collaboration with Silent One~
Laura Loo's Poem: PART I- A child thinking about running away
Neglected…unprotected…
frayed from the inside
impaired…nobody cared…
I have no mother to nourish my unhealthy soul. My father
loved the bottle and the bruises combined with my mental
wounds brought forth contused abrasions.
Free me, please, free...
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Categories:
contused, abuse, betrayal, cry, children,
Form:
Free verse
HangoverI will admit to being confused
my face this morning, looks contused
I have memory none of what went on
where I was or what had on
I appear to be wearing womens’ clothes
and there’s something strange tickling my nose
Down below’s all intact, I checked before
with zealous...
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Categories:
contused, crazy, drink,
Form:
Couplet
You Are Not AloneWhen tears came out of my dour eyes,
In depth of faint soul and sobbing sighs,
All the cosmos here felt inutile,
Of rich hearted folk, but introversively futile,
Birds passed by me to revive a new hope,
Not to think of tieing new knots, a new rope,
I was lost,...
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Categories:
contused, art, blue,
Form:
Quatern
FractureFracture
The night has broken herself,
thinking of you.
Even now,
no solace
for the fiery pocket of hate
that I hold in my fists
still burning.
I played the piano
side-by-side with her,
Easter Sunday
where no sun broke
through
the ossuary
you called our home.
She slumped upon my lap
suddenly,
like a grief poisoned,
and
her eyes...
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Categories:
contused, abuse,
Form:
Free verse
On Being Called a Drug Addictthe wheels just thumped
a jazz beat
(and it woke me
from sleep- with my Lunch
Poems) that made me think
I was somewhere else
like the drug-
stores
that all look ...
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Categories:
contused, art, confusion, on writing
Form:
Free verse
A Most Humble AbodeWho is it that knocks on my door?
It is nearly midnight and not a single creature stirs about
Yet, I hear a faint tapping of feet upon my cedar floor
Assuredly, my mind lends to perception, a sense of doubt
Lo, a man stands before me
His...
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Categories:
contused, poems,
Form:
Sonnet
Curse of Miscalculation Dkhe was not dumb
but he struck his thumb
now he was dumb-struck
and screamed jolly good
his hand in plaster
and bad luck his master
he could not drive his truck
to bide his time
he drank some wine
set out to repair the computer
but there had been a looter
and thus without...
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Categories:
contused, humor,
Form:
Rhyme
Cast Away and CloseCast Away And Close
Cast away on an island surrounded by seas far apart from
my soul mate and lover I am now viciously dependent alone
...
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Categories:
contused, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Re PostThanks ABELOPEZ!!! LOVE THIS ONE
Roses are red
Violets are blue
Family secrets told
Through your hearts spew
A white wild orchid
Bruised and stained with brown,
Its virgin petals touched….
Emerging blooms will frown
Mama lily beat purple,
Her seedlings green;
Siblings often wonder -
Why is he so mean?
As the...
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Categories:
contused, childhood, relationship, red, roses
Form:
Confused World
CONFUSED WORLD:...
THIS IS ANDERSON WALKINGSHOES...
VERSE 1:
The world's totally confused,
If you do right you're contused.
To and fro, they go back to the magoos.
Their systems make no amuse,
It only dismantle laid down routes;
Leading souls to grab unexpected woes in demonic handbooks.
Holy spirit in me,...
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Categories:
contused, conflict, confusion,
Form:
Lyric