Short Leave Well Enough Alone Poems

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Your Fountain- Antontym Poem

An Antonym Poem

Bewildered.
I've been drowning in your fountain,
But for now I'll leave well enough alone,
Comprehension.

-Laura Urbaniak
10-15-2 05


Premium Member Prick

viciously attacks the truth 
can’t leave well enough alone 
has no desire to build or create 
tells lies more deadly than a knife or gun 
never admits to having horns and a tail 
filled to the brim with subtext 
wants others to do the explaining 
will stab you in jest 
a master at proving otherwise 
finds it feeble to give an apology 
will sleep with just about anything 
will bury you for free

Premium Member Everyone Stop Needing

Everyone stop needing,
can’t you see how I try?
Feels like nothing but stress; 
A mask with a wide smile 
slow dancing with darkness;

Everyone stop needing!  
Popping off those demands,
such an abrasive touch!
It’s driving me insane,
always asking so much; 

Everyone stop needing! 
Wild goose is what you chase 
running down a cyclone; 
You’re not there when I ask,
leave well enough alone.

Casual Encounter

Starless sky
Two fire-flies
Drunk and high
Waltzed while no one watched.

Eye locked and pandering
they just can't stand it,
to leave well enough alone,
situations facing malevolent half-tones.

Skating on ice
in the form of her name
tracing the ups and downs
we fell through again.

I'm alone
Not really; all gone.
Have crayons to write notes,
scribed on the windshields

next to the morning-jar faces.

Premium Member Silly Song

Tripping, skipping, lipping Lee. I’ve got a wart hog, you’re on my knee!
Spiking, liking, biking me, I’m going to travel, far as you can see.
Hopping, bopping, cropping, key. Fits in a door knob, bigger than me.
Smacking, tracking, fracking, we.  You are a he, I am a she.
Shoving, loving, doving, bee.  From unknown places, now here with thee.
Wondering, thundering, asundering gee.  Leave well enough alone, and I will get you some tea.


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