Short Contacts Poems

Drop everything,
And be like a fan
That gives cool,
Refreshing breezes
To everyone it contacts....

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crosses in your eyes

from special effects contacts

hurt like bloody hell...

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i am now at school i got my contacts my phone my dsi back as u can see im doin much 
better than i wuz before i luv my life...

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Custom Framed Poetry for all occasions
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Navigate to the contacts page and press the like button.. Thank you!...

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sound and light union
                                      no contacts whatsoever
                                      fusion of two 'hearts'...

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I 
like
wearing
glasses so I
can dramatically
remove them before
I say something profound.
For some reason, pulling out my
contacts doesn't have the same effect....

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For fifteen years I was from sin redeem,
And tried to keep the healthiest  regime,
" Not drink, slept by the clock, and no smoking.
And, main, avoiding all my contacts with female!"
But, as soon, as I released from  jail, 
Unfortunately, all this  rules were broken....

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clarity seeps the wound 
the flip phone missing digits 
a womb infused with violet hues 
it's quiet till it fidgets 

happenstance and bruise 
it swells for martyr avenues  
the screen is cracked yet vivid 

seed in purple 
seized usurper 
seems the impact killed it...

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Reminds
Of kinds.

With acts
Contacts.

Has hope 
Can cope.

Partners
Darters.

Get food
In mood.

When nice
No ice.

With love 
The glove.

Children
Happen.

Invest
Then rest.

Family
Lovely.

Friendship
The slip.

Mates play
All day.

Ok
I weigh....

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Stroll along the avenue,
Moist with morning’s dew,
Wear your finest garb
Contacts here are few.

From a distant window,
Lips as red as flame,
She watches and she waits alone,
Perched and tame!

She’ll bide her time while watching
Your every maneuvering tension,
Mordacious in her style, yet
Intenerate in her invention!


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And his eyes
His eyes
They speak
So many truths
But his lips 
His lips
Never seem to move
And I'm blind 
I'm blind
For believing 
They would 
Some day
Sputter something
Good
 
And my eyes
My eyes
Can finally see
The truths
The truths
You'll never say 
To me
Any my lips 
My lips
Will grace yours
Form the
Words good-bye
And let you go...

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"Every time it rains, I think of you,"
That's what Anonymous said—
Too afraid to say it to your face
Because it's already too late: 
They let you go.
And you're also too afraid 
To pick up the phone, 
And find their number
(Still in your starred contacts) 
Just to ask the one question
You can't get out of your mind: 
"When it rains, 
Do you still think of me?"...

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I need just a touch of blue the young designer said.
In her hair?
No
On her lips?
No.
Contacts?
The designer looked exasperated - on her forehead. Paint it.
We thought this was strange but we did it, to please her.
This magazine cover won all kinds of awards.
A fluke of youth?
No. This was forty years ago, and she is still winning awards
For her fabulous innovative magazine covers....

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Snowflakes twirl  from above
like soft feathers floating down
gently they touch the cheek

white translucent particles
melt as it contacts warm skin
pristine crystals upon eyelashes

cold penetrates
frayed by undying winds
 frost bite begins to sting

salt forms in the eyes
 blueness upon the lips
cold faintly creeps in.

elements awakened
soft white blanket
over the earthly shell
 
15/01/17...

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Silence isn't golden, but a leaden weight
effectively repressing freedom of speech.
Accepting dictates without proper debate,
silence builds a barrier your voice can't breach.
We live in a world where we fabricate facts,
and our friends are merely computer contacts.
Silence is a shield that cannot protect you,
you must speak up for what you know to be true.


(Rispetto)


06/23/2020...

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I forgot my contacts
Under the tip of my toes

I forgot my sight
Along my life's road

I forgot how it felt
When warmth laid upon me

I forgot what earnest was
What it was like to see good

I forgot my mom’s womb
Is it where I’m from?

I forgot what an apple taste like
I won’t have another one

I forgot emotions, expressions
It’s all a blur...

Wait!
In that blur...
I think I just so the sun....

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I don't know what has got into me?
I look in the mirror and why em I the enemy?
I love God but the devil is feeding me.
With contacts I got 20/20 vision,but heaven I can't see.
I'm scared because my bad habits is not letting me.
  I'm scared because I know where I want to be.
I feel like Adam and the girl is feeding me Fruit from  tree.
Trust me from the devil's hell, I wanna be free.
I want to spread my wings-Mario Perez...

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betrayed by the pen
a corporate, seal touches
workforce breaks of day


contacts eventide
an official, seal touches
manpower morning


before the fingers
a strong, prayerful hands touches
the pen that betrayed 

in God we should trust
a corporate, seal touches
in God we all trust


before the fingers
betrayed by the pen
God’s our only true friend

8/16/19
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2019©...

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Every beginning of the Chinese lunar calendar 
We ashering in Chinese New Year
Which carries a special meaning nowadays
Frankly to say
Just for us 
To relax
After a long session of strenuous work
For a complete rehabilitation,
To drop in
After a long absence of contacts
For a hearty reunion once a year
To plan
After a long painful struggle
For prosperity and happiness
To pray
After a long disappointment
For a better tomorrow...

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do not drop.
always look up.

birds with no wings.
legs made of springs.

shields and walls,
no time to fall.

persistent yet sly
jumps up high

trust and threat
eyes waiting to set

beam of light
bears unwavering fights.

decoy and ace
worthy of all praise

like divers in the sea,
rough, painful, yet free.

kept in the air.
angels are there

desires to win
no ending to begin

hits the ground,
giving the crown....

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"I shall be telling this with a sigh" 
    Robert Frost, The Road Less Traveled. 

Mom
took me
to try on
my first pair of 
contacts -back when the 
soft ones weren’t yet for sale.
As I struggled to endure
a feeling like stones burning in
my eyes, I looked up to see my pain
mirrored in Mom’s own face, wet with her tears.

Written by Andrea Dietrich/around 2010

For "Give me a Kiss, Mommy" Poetry Contest
by Constance ~ My Dear Heart ~...

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Some old movie plots
can't happen now, with changes
in technology...

You know, in a movie
when someone texts everyone
at school by* mistake*?

Who has *EVERYONE*
at school on their contacts list? 
No way that happens.

Parent-less parties
where scores show up - with modern
*surveillance systems*?

or ditching class, heck
my parents are texted my
quiz scores real-time.

"why'd you get an 88
on that Calculus test, I
thought you studied?" Argh!...

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My morning starts with leaves from a tree
falling on my bed, through my open
bedroom window - I feel as though I could use
a chainsaw now!

My afternoon commences with sharp noises from spoons
and butter knives falling on the shelves - my
fingers tremble with rage as I search for contacts
for animal control, to take my cat away from my kitchen!

My dinner hour begins a leak on the roof of my dining room-
I wonder whether God is punishing me for being grumpy....

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i must
apologize
for firstly my

eyes grew
older then
my body

i've seen
them go
from dark

military
rims all
during

the nineteen
sixties until
late seventies

when allowed
to pick out a
wire frame

then a two
year attempt
to wear or

i should write
put in contacts
but i lost contact

with the fact
that they
weren't

glasses
but back
to now i'm

wearing
glasses
though

supposedly
fashionable
they with age

are
now
bifoc

als...

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Affairs are in order,
They’re all written down,
My bank account, check book,
Addresses in town.
Utility contacts,
And who to advise,
When quite soon it comes, now,
My final demise.
My last will and testament,
I’m in sound mind,
And there’s no secret papers,
For you left to find.
I hope in my sleep,
Is the way I depart,
My legs have stopped working,
Quite soon now my heart.
I’m not being morbid,
I just want to try,
To make it straightforward,
As I wave goodbye....

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