Short Contusion Poems

Some Itchy Skin It Had Been

We had heard that his confusion,
Was contributed  to his delusion,
And itchy skin,
Again and again;
Could be contributed to contusion.

Jim Horn...

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His day was shattered when Harrison Ford,

   Crashed his plane on the golf course sward!

      Thankfully, he escaped with only a minor contusion,

         But he sure created a humongous divot in all the confusion!

Robert L. Hinshaw, CMSgt, USAF, Retired
(c) 2015 All Rights Reserved...

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Bubble of illusion
Is confusion with a T
A troubling contusion
On a master memory

A faster elocution
Is a feature for a crowd
The most annoying creature
Has a gift for being loud.

Written and Submitted on May 18, 2022
The Bubble of Illusion poetry contest
Sponsored by Unseeking Seeker...

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Mrs. A Writer sat at her word processor for four or five solid hours

After two o’clock her neck was a mess and her writing a state of confusion

Wide neck exercises and coffee didn’t help, so she took a nice hot shower

Her best friend Carol looked at it the next day and pronounced she had a contusion....

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The melancholic pair of his deep brown eyes, depicts the contusion of his heart,

his stained skin and the deep furrows shows, how viciously he was torn apart. .

The bruise on his feet, the scratches on his palms, 

the blood on his sleeves, and his nodding stance,

The moroseness in his stare, the abhorrence for the hues, 

an arduous spin of emotions, he connects to few....

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Did you hold on tight
Wanting to be in the right
Or was it all just an illusion
Feted to a head contusion 

But it keeps coming back to you
Thinking that it was all through 
So in the end it’s a living thing
Bouncing in your head knowing nothing

So pent up finally by it all
Bring down the end curtain call
Shouting no more I’ve had it now
Just leave without taking a bow.

© Paul Warren Poetry...

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*Inspired by photo

Fallen angel forlorn
Broken hearted, spirit worn
Seeking only to hide
Unloved, until feelings subside
Fallen in the empty field
Vulnerable, without a shield
Overcome by flights of confusion
Only feeling heartbreak's contusion
A hole that cannot be filled
Resides within all the tears spilled
Let it not be true, depth of despair
Stealing the last breath of air

Heidi Sands

3/1/18...

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I detest You
I love you
Your pick
Far-famed to all
Light-colored or dark
Affluent or impoverished
Young or aged
No one breaks free
You vicious but just
You don’t compromise
When it is time
You appear like the sun
You rob on daylight
You leave contusion, ageless bruises
You Rob in the dark
I speak to you cruel but fair
Why didn’t you give me a chance
A chance to say good bye
You so cruel but fair
I dislike you
I love you...

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Before the day turned into night,
When things made sense amid the light,
When darkness was a shade of fright,
When I saw life in black and white...

Life in colour brings confusion.
Do I see truth or illusion?
Must transcend mental contusion-
Processing feels like intrusion.

The night compels one now to take
This challenge on for ones own sake.
Learn from success and each mistake.
Our life is of it what we make.

Colour's a facet of beauty
Brings depth to personality.


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