Short To The Contrary Poems
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Humour is my forte, perhaps you've noticed
Sure don't hear any of youse people protest
In fact, to the contrary
A poem that is merry
Brightens your attitude each day to the mostest
Humour is my forte, perhaps you've noticed
Sure don't hear any of youse people protest
In fact, to the contrary
A poem that is merry
Brightens your attitude each day to the mostest
© Jack Ellison 2915
Unless you have indisputable proof to the contrary
Always trust a friend who tells you about your obituary
They wouldn't lie, they'd spit it out
It's not something people lie about
A real clue, you're not up to par, heading for a cemetery
Unless you have indisputable proof to the contrary
Always trust a friend who tells you they read your obituary
They wouldn't lie, they'd spit it out
It's not something people lie about
A real clue, you're not up to par, heading for a cemetery
Unless you have indisputable proof to the contrary
Always trust a friend who tells you they read your obituary
They wouldn't lie, they'd spit it out
It's not something people lie about
A real clue, you're not up to par, heading for a cemetery
Speaking volumes in the youth literary,
An ordinary pen of a humble grey mind,
Shimmers, be it favourable or to the contrary,
Smooth flowing thoughts, of its own single kind,
Now mature enough with exclusives to grind !
Written on 26/4/14
Sponsor- Catie Lindsay
no matter what you
say to the contrary you
will always keep on giving
me renewed opportunities
to reenter your world even
if they are very sort lived
the chance always exists
even when it may not appear
to be so to the untrained naked
eye of a passer by the chance
still exists and will continue to
exist through the knowing eye
of the two of us
Like quick sand and her looks
Poetry is deep within;
Not until the SOS moment dawns
You realize how futile your exercises are.
With wanton mischief
I entered those innocuous looking waters...
After I stepped in, out of infatuation,
It stuck me,
no use struggling
I submit to her ... still and silent
Any effort to the contrary
Would only multiply my misery.
It rained this morning...
but I am not surprised
myself arising a bit
on the cloudy side --
by the afternoon
my mind a blaze
of clear activity --
the sun was high
and bright --
to the contrary,
the day before
I arose quite chipper --
yet it rained all day
such a windy, soggy
dripper
the night even more fierce
not a star of light
what were you thinking!?
the situational door of
continued opportunity
never truly closes
it always seems to
somehow remain open
so be it even if it´s just a crack
it stays open no matter what
you might say to the contrary
you leave it open for me to
stick my foot back into your
life every so often through
out this years and for years to
come your never truly done with me
no matter what you may say
Coffee and The Poet
The clumsy poet, had spilled
a giant mug of coffee on her
beaming kitchen floor!
At a parallel time, came a
gentle thumping upon her
kitchenette door.
Twas her ravishing Muse!
With a basketful of enchanting
poetic ideas to explore.
How grateful this bereft poet
turned out to be.
No more searching for elusive
words, quite happily, much to the contrary!
June 6, 2019
10am PST
Judas’ Carrion
Gossiping in such a furtive manner
Determined to raise success’ banner
Murmuring eloquently in the dark
Calumny where there’s no spark,
In the coven of conspiracy gather
Passing the Cup of Hate to another
Greedily imbibing to quench thirst
Competing to see who wins first....
To the contrary, let God be blessed:
He’s not with limitations distressed
When from another we plan to steal
To the affected He plans to heal!!
JM
19th Nov’ 2013
Today, as always, I am grateful for native nations wisdom…
and how they’ve found a way…
despite our efforts to the contrary…
to bring that wisdom back today…
Hold on to what is good…
even if it is a handful of dirt
Hold on to what you believe…
Even if it is a tree that stands by itself.
Hold on to what you must do…
even if it is a long way from here.
Hold on to life…
even if it is easier to let go.
Hold on to my hand…
even if I have gone away from you.
Wide eyes beguiled by pursed lips and strings
Temptation crouches low as a tiger
Hunting coy glances and diamond rings
Tiger now an ox who plots beside her
Promises of riches, fame, and love
Sing like a fairy, little gold canary
The wolf now disguised as a sheepskin glove
Once gentle, he acts to the contrary
And they'll dance as snakes in courtship
smother and crush their ribs and wants
Blame the rat for sinking their warship
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