#contrary
there are some
the miserable and staid
who will point out
feigning humour
with sedate sarcasm
that for all its beauty
of flowers blooming
bright and buoyant
the inspiring curiosity
of the natural world
re-emerging or returning
to thrive once more
this resplendent equinox
simply means that
the longest day of the year
has now passed
that nights will lengthen
and begin to encroach
more and more upon
our sunlight hours
so that in no time at all
winter will have returned
and another year
slipped by
Mar 26
Mar 26, 2026 at 10:29 AM UTC
Outside of the mirrors wars
A father sculpts a mother
A vagrant widdles a home
The wealthy man paints lies
The canvas embalms them
He walks only passed his threshold
Sunlight spills silver
His heels click as the hive punches in
The vagrant and his aluminum sled follow
Gathering a used newspaper
He stays up to date
A filthy dog outside the liquor store waits
Time consumes the pieces for sale
Martyr depictions escape the workday
Meaning to rescue each other
They form enclaves
Meeting the mother and child
The art theme at the park today
The cycle of hunger feeds the pyramid
The wealthy man buys oils and brushes
Not all are immune
The vagrant finds peace
The mother uses water
The father a punchcard
Mar 22
Mar 22, 2026 at 12:35 PM UTC
Who’s gonna listen to my stories
when im out of poise
to put them into words
to you, my impeccable man.
Jun 3, 2025
Jun 3, 2025 at 8:02 AM UTC
lavender, lilac, and strawberry
I taste energy like yours rarely
make my cheeks redder than cherry
you have an essence, it is a blessing
you taught me lessons, such a blessing
I thought I was unlovable you showed me the contrary
make me sing like the giddy canary
was too used to solitary
read my feelings like a library
Apr 10, 2022
Apr 10, 2022 at 10:52 AM UTC
Take a gun
And shoot the one holding
the contrary view, with sword
Slice head and torso in two,
If that is not enough, dig graves and
bury them alive, dig it again give them
momentary light and life, then bury again,
Your view and perception are perfect,
you should not allow others to contradict you?
Feb 8, 2022
Feb 8, 2022 at 3:53 AM UTC
Tell me what to do
So I can do the opposite
Tell me what I want
So I know I don’t want it
Tell me what to say
I’ll find my voice another way
Tell me what’s right for me
I’ll find out what left for me
I don’t know what I like
Until I know what I don’t like
Tell me what to think
What to drink, what to wear
Tell me that I don't care,
That I can’t spare the time
Tell me what I don’t need
And where not to go
Tell me what I don’t want -
I really need to know
NCL September 2019
Sep 14, 2019
Sep 14, 2019 at 5:07 PM UTC
preface.
majestic adjectives of contrary harmonies,
adverbs in adversity that modify our satisfactions,
gut punch our eyes, scramble the taste buds,
now inoperable, incapacitated to distinguish
what is disturbed - what is sweet - what is impossible.
my days ending is nearer to my god than thee,
the crumblings of what I’ve got left,
stale panko crumbs,
here come they in 1000 radium-tipped projectiles of
serious humorous self-destruction,
gifted to you few itinerant followers
brave enough to follow me into the deeps of
radioactive incomprehension,
in no particular disorders
a thousand times
Jul 14, 2019
Jul 14, 2019 at 12:16 PM UTC
Gladly, gladly
Sadly, I will go
Slowly, death valley
To reap what I sew
Ache, awake-
The sun is setting low
Break-bind stake
Bury me in the snow
To lament, to forget,
Sever all your ties
Complied threats: mere regrets
Masked in perfect lies
Gladly, gladly,
Madly- to and fro
Sadly, badly
Find me in the snow.
Sep 9, 2018
Sep 9, 2018 at 5:00 AM UTC
Trying to tap telegrams
On the back of my iphone
In a faux leather seat
In the back of my mothers car.
Anyone will tell you I have a
Knack
For the contrary
And there’s strangely no argument,
Where I got it from.
The seat belt sits uncomfortably across my throat,
Stopping my words,
A space formerly only occupied by her gaze,
Though my future career may benefit,
My current psyche does not.
Aug 16, 2018
Aug 16, 2018 at 9:30 PM UTC
Some girl I never knew
knew an art that wasn’t kung fu.
She did not whistle well
when her peaches didn’t sell.
And a boy I never liked
loved her not at first sight.
He kissed her on a day it didn’t rain
never to lay eyes on her again.
Nary a soul whispers her name,
nary a heart feels any shame.
She was pretty not so long ago,
this girl I will never know.
Apr 25, 2018
Apr 25, 2018 at 9:59 AM UTC
Everything he says
Comes out backward.
Nothing about him
Is really straightforward.
It’s like he came here
From Bizarro World.
Both of the forks
Of his tongue are curled.
He makes our lives
Like a lower rank of hell.
You won’t want to buy
A single thing he sells.
You can figure out
This reptilian guy
Just expect everything
He says to be a lie.
If he says it’s a nice day
Run for your umbrella.
At all possible costs
You should avoid this fella.
And if you know someone
Who tells you he is nice
Run as fast as you can
From them, take my advice.
He has never been honest
He has never even tried.
You’ll quickly lose count
Of the times he has lied.
If you think for a second
That he cares about you
Believe me when I say
It just cannot be true.
Because the only person
This guy loves is himself
And he doesn’t give a ****
About anybody else.
Not his family, nor his wife
Please be a believer.
In truth, he doesn’t really
Love himself either.
His whole world is backward,
What he hates describes him.
He tells about how he is
So handsome and slim.
But actually he’s a tub of lard
And socially quite awkward.
But he doesn’t realize it.
He is, after all, himself:
Mister Backward.
Oct 10, 2016
Oct 10, 2016 at 10:53 PM UTC
You are not over.
Your time has not yet been served.
You learn from assuming.
Yes I assume.
Assume the worst.
For my love I appoligize.
Sorry for assuming.
Assuming the worst.
I just don't want to loose you.
You mean so much.
I've never been this way.
Never felt this way.
Never felt happiness without meds.
Now I know what it's like to be happy.
You have showed me happiness.
I love you.
May 25, 2016
May 25, 2016 at 12:05 PM UTC
I was reading a book on mindful compassion
but I fell asleep
I had good intentions
but something better came up
I went to Vipassana meditation
but a **** broke my focus
I went on a 5-2 fast
but I had to finish the plate
I made a New Years resolution
that fell into dissolution
I had a healthy constitution
till I found a lazy solution
Once I was undecided
but now I'm not so sure
I thought I had climbed every mountain
but have never climbed Mount Druitt
I thought I had all the answers
but never really knew it
I thought I was young and fit
till a girl offered me a seat
I thought I was in demand
but nobody rang
I sat in a "quiet" carriage
but announcements left silence in carnage
I'm not a racist
but ...
May 22, 2016
May 22, 2016 at 1:51 AM UTC
Yes, I am walking on the sidewalk
It is safer that way
I no longer grasping for your hand
It is out of my reach
I think I'm suffering from amnesia
Your face seems unknown
And I'm incapable to recognize love
Love itself is too elusive
No, it's okay
Just let me walk away
Don't feel bad
You only make me sad
And it's not like you've ever
Demand me to stay
May 29, 2015
May 29, 2015 at 4:04 AM UTC
Traté de complacer al mundo,
me utilizaron.
Fomenté la unión,
todos se separaron.
Otorgué de mi tiempo,
lo malgastaron.
Me ajusté a ellos,
me abandonaron.
Planteé un orden,
lo desorganizaron.
Acepté sin condición,
todos criticaron.
Otorgué mis consejos,
no los apreciaron.
Compartí mis secretos,
los divulgaron.
Expresé mis creencias,
se burlaron.
Ofrecí mi ayuda,
abusaron.
Brindé mi confianza,
se aprovecharon.
Pretendí tenerlo todo,
me quebrantaron.
May 2, 2015
May 2, 2015 at 1:44 PM UTC
I will do my damnedest to save you from harm
and wrap you safely up in lust
you who're only a luckless victim
a poor forsaken damsel in distress
tied to the railway tracks by a villain
in one of those black and white movies
I will arrive in the dramatic nick of time
and I shall be the hero who proves his love
when in return you kick me under the train
I'm really just vain and an incapable slave
so you relent and pull me back from the brink
I'll waste no time in rescuing you
your destiny's under my control
there's nothing you can do
no reason for you to get involved
except in relinquishing your body
yet what you do is to shelve
all my plans for today
I'm relieved you know yourself
I'll be there to deliver you from evil
the forces of love are far too weak
you have too much of it to lose to quibble
my advice is to stay put and not to seek
instead you jump into the moral saddle
urging it on so strong my heart goes meek
I repent and promise not to meddle
I'll take you in my arms and we'll escape
giving you a way out when all seems lost
picking up the pieces of your broken reality
what you need is for me to know what's best
to change you into a looker for me
I'm only glad you passed the test
with that sand I got kicked into my face
something you call leather and lace...
nice work... I secretly have to confess
You'll need me to give you a hand
when your slight frame gets knocked down
my assistance in perspective is what you need
the weights of love too great to be borne
I'd hate for yours to fatten and go to seed
and your strong love will feel no pain
when you yank me limb from limb to the ground
and ****** my salvation insanely thin
Rest assured I'll rid you of your past
that awful story of unspeakable depravity
it's easy for someone clean to dust
all traces erased of that shocking poverty
and I'll dress you anew as a lady to impress
forging history in return for a few liberties
but you tore my shoddy papers into a mess
a message that I needed you to fix me
what wasn't broken was you - I was
even more impressive love it's true
for you to sort out my lax assumptive ways
Oct 3, 2014
Oct 3, 2014 at 2:01 PM UTC
Mary, Mary,
Quite Contrary,
How does your
Hydroponic
Garden grow?
To be honest,
Said Mary,
I'm fairly airy-fairy now
And that's as contrary
As i know how to be -
I've mellowed with age
And grow lots of sage
As I'm perimenopausal
And have grown a
Dorsal fin between
My cleavage.
Sorry.
Apr 4, 2014
Apr 4, 2014 at 2:46 PM UTC