Long Contrarily Poems

Glory to thermodynamics in general...

and generation of heat in particular
cuz yours truly 
spoiled with trappings 
of Western Civilization.

How ideal I imagine 
to dwell in a self sufficient domicile,
where thrum of the central heater...
automatically activated 
upon...

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As a mortal man of threescore and five years...

I bore witness and/or assimilated, gleaned,
and nursed implacable thirst for knowledge
courtesy reading factual narratives,
historical fiction, or biography
that since the advent of Homo sapiens
avast number of civilizations
and their...

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and spoils of Western Civilization.

Thrum of the central heater...
manually activated upon advent of twilight
(since yours truly not resident within "smart home"),
nevertheless warm cockles and muscles
appreciate basking, and luxuriating,
within climate controlled environment,
whether bone chilling deep freeze...

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Wondering, pondering, contemplating
The moments when I’ve felt different
Because of my ideas, my dreams, my feelings
The way I think and the way I believe
Struggling to be who I am inside my heart
Instead of someone who is...

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Jack Sprat and wife Mary, lived in a glory of lemony, chiffon days;
Like maroon birds keep on singing, until the sunset, orange phase.

They were comfy and happy, like a picnic in lavish, emerald grass;
And had...

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There's a moment everyday where we choose to listen to love or ignore its cry.
Though ignoring it gets easier when we don't even try.
We get so caught up in our own lives that we no...

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Before my mid-life realization
My life was like
Sitting naked 
In an empty bathtub

With my knees 
To my chin
My arms wrapped tightly 
Around my thighs
A blank expression 
Upon my face

My skin 
Dry and shriveling 
From lack 
Of...

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Another eve of another day
shrinks to wee hours;
the only light flashes dim
from a distant lamppost. 

My mind’s contrarily still charged 
with words, chores, lists, sacred places,
mountainous memories,
and then a thought that hasn't visited in awhile…of...

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The water, it takes me off of my chosen path
A place from where many men have never come back
The water, it’s rising now and I must not think twice
To leave what is material to save...

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BECAUSE OF JUST ONE POETESS

I let go of living in sadness.
My life seemed going nowhere,
and looking back now, it all
seemed like madness!

It wasn't because she did
gymnastics with boorish 
poetic forms.
Nor was she cute or wordy.
using only...

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She tries and tries to act tough.
She tries and tries to act like she does not care. 
However, what some do not see 
Is the passion building up inside of her unexplored territory.
Yearning to be...

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The kiss of Death is sure to be enticing
Filling up confused humans
With powerful orgasms
As to cause them
A change of existence!

For that kiss have I been waiting for
Dreaming and fantasising about it
As would a princess totally
In...

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Political Chicanery
By Franklin Price
8/20/1015

Political chicanery
Are spoken words I say
Slightly bending of the truth
Is the politician's way

If uttered words can scrambled be
To turn the meaning 'round
I think I can quite manage
To pound them in the ground

Excuse...

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As my tripping footsteps
enter deeper into the path of intense darkness,
I start feeling the trance of trepidation
and much despised misery 
seaps through me with a sense of admonition;
the night owls cold eyes immovably glare
to confine...

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I’m Unhappy with FIFA 16

I'm unhappy with FIFA 16.
Passing's no good, the 
transitions sloppy.  15 was 
better: more excitement, maybe a banal
pleasure in how my plays tend to line up 
centre and build up...

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"To Him that made great lights, His Mercy, endureth, 
forever"

Man is not God but suffers when
man acts as Him.
He grows weary being Him, or
contrarily plays helpless. Never thinking of asking 
God for help.

"In the deep...

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~"To Him that made great lights, His Mercy, endureth, forever"~


Man is not God but suffers when
man acts as Him.
He grows weary being Him, or
contrarily plays helpless. Never thinking of asking God for help.

"In the deep forest I...

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As these words are about to flow 
Like acid secreting from my mouth, 
This is where you have led me. 

Holding on to something that I cannot just ignore. 
I refuse to put my heart...

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Window curtains in my room sway with the silent winds;
The cold smog crawls on the frozen garden covered with the mists.
I see everything slowly fades but the splendor around never chagrins.

Would it be romantic to...

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Foundations

What are you building your foundation on,
Solid Rock, or quicksand?

A foundation built on solid rock has staying
power, withstanding the test of time.

Contrarily, a foundation built on
quicksand is never steady.
It does not matter how quickly you...

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Uncertainty has been clouding my thoughts for months now
Because you have never once 
Expressed how you felt 
After I blurted out those three little words. 

You have yet to tell me, 
Your feelings,
So I can...

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The Moomagatta is very heavy.
And being the strongest astronaut around,
I knew, for Earth's sake, I had to be ready.
Not a month later on the powdery surface I touched down.
The Moomagatta and me bounded downward in...

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Where diamonds shape a lantern
harlequins are taunted in jest,
which inaugurates the conviction
attracting an upheld stance.
They stare like a drastic mistake;
thinking it was a corn snake.

Warily, from side to side, surprise!
one way or the other fully...

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Come hither, come thither, come nigh
   Don't dither, don't blither, don't sigh
 
Ask me how, ask me where, ask me why
   Come hither, come thither, come nigh
 
Dance airily, dance merrily,...

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is that they never tell the truth,
and if by accident, they occasionally 
come near to any kind of truth
they tend to get hives, 
or shake uncontrollably.

We shouldn’t expect them to be truthful,
it’s asking too much....

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