Short Oxymorons Poems

Political Science
Temporary Tax
Blind Justice
Racial Harmony
Eternal Youth
Honest Lawyer, Car salesman etc.
Utopian Society
Egalitarian Government
Free Lunch...

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Drowning in oxygen,
Freezing burns,
Tight space,
Why is this all weirdly normal?
Everyone is clearly confused
Because suffering silently,
Obsessive love,
Slowing plummeting
Isn’t to you acting normal?
I’m rejecting humanities contradictions
We become oxymorons...

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Robots reason
people think
in counterfactual oxymorons

The equal sign
ironic still
in anti-literal contradiction

A=B
B=C
but D won’t link without reflection

Zero-Sum
with nothing totaled
nondescript—the grand ligation

(Rosemont Pennsylvania: May, 2022)...

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Nights infusion
bleary eyed rivals
in Soho tweed
Pharaohs joke was here
Denim clad oxymorons
with spotlight eyes
Archways lean close
as sticks befuddle
their spark of epiphany
A jewelled silence
captures the gangsters in silhouette
Freaks five a penny
prolapse the night...

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Oxymorons are cynical and fun.
Be careful though if you want to use one.
If it is familiar, it may sound quite trite.
Which murders your poem with a harsh bite.

Deafening silence is way overdone.
Boisterously shy is a good one though, hon
Brilliant idiot may be available in a tweet.
But avoid cliques like bittersweet....

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Oceanic octopus south of the border
Eight elongated tentacles in a ripe order
An organic obstacle to outrageous pirate queens.
Housing grizzly omnivores and oily other things.

Overwhelmingly ostentatious in the oceanic sea.
Oxymorons galore; floating in Earl Gray’s English tea.
Brown oxidized treasure chests gliding in the water.
Oriental spaceships spelling out watch out daughter....

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she had a smile upon her face
people wondered what secret she had inside 
she had kissed and cuddled shyness no trace
does that make me nearly pregnant she cried 

pretty face without the tears
people said of her she was awfully nice
trusting everyone without fears
every body's friend, sadness no trace


oxymorons used. 1). nearly pregnant. and 2). awfully nice.

Penned 19 August 2016...

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THEM


Two walking contradictions
To stubborn to bend on their convictions
Both lost, but both know the way
Both closing their eyes
As they pass each other by
Causing fate to hang it's head and cry
The invasion of the lonely
Makes them ignorant of their rarity
Both walking oxymorons
He, the calming chaos,
Her, the beautiful mess
As they drift in the sea of nothingness
Failing to realize they are so much more,  no so much less...

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