Abrasive Poems

We all respond differently,
To the news and it’s delivery 

Sometimes it is loud and abrasive,
Distorted and dismissive 

Some channels speak common sense,
Reassuring me not to get tense 

Positive good news never sells,
It’s the dramatic and shocking that does well

It’s said...Read More

May your head always ring,
with God's mighty word.
He gave you those ears,
so that he could be heard.

Open your mind,
and open your heart.
Don't spit out words,
that rip others apart.

I know I'm abrasive,
and a little bit rough.
I will always defend,
those that are...Read More

The wintery mix arrived in a swirl of huffs and theatrical spurts of ice and snow.
Townspeople stayed inside for two days, fearful of dreaded black ice, a horrible killer of youth.  The highway patrol closed the interstate, making driving...Read More

Who knew
 the fires could burn so hot
 all-embracing and consuming
rejuvenating the heart with a newfound love
 born to be alive with you forever
 and no other, pure and unconditional
as the entire world slips away.

New life rises
 feelings of emotional...Read More

Blue Light Bulbs and a Bottle of Bleach and The Incandescent Must Win 
(part 1)
 					By: J.R. Wren

A wilting flower and a blade of grass
No presumptions of the way things ought to be
Feeding plenty on light through a tinted glass
Patiently...Read More

I shall embrace my salvation, 
Be grateful for my creation!
Find peace from the love of the Lord- 
LIVE A LIFE OF LOVE AND ACCORD.

Fear not the wicked sinner’s greed,
for I shall follow, never lead.
Holding riches I can afford-
LIVE A LIFE...Read More

Part 2

With a height above the field less than 
his body’s length and only seconds away
to his kill, the great bird swung his wings
back and upwards in a dramatic gesture, 
breaking his speed much like a jet reverses 
its engines...Read More

My First Computer
By: Tom Wright
11-7-2019

My first home computer,
Was a number two lead pencil.
It’s only function,
Was as a writing utensil.

It could refresh, or delete,
and would even print.
But when applying too little pressure,
It prompted my eyes to squint.

It had sharpened graphite on...Read More

When the present is a hollow shadow of the future past

And the wild reaper casts his spell on stagnant aspirations

The harvest flooded in crushing tears at midwinter pain


He decides to live the courageous fantasy of ancient moons


Dries off a skin...Read More

"The Monochrome Echo Chamber"




How many Roads
to "It"
Black as Black and White? or Unicorns and Rainbows?

Unitarian 1 and only 1 
Trinitarian 3 exist in 1 
An answer arrives unheralded 

Reversed in Time
Something has lit the fuse
something without colour sparks 

Light through...Read More

SANS 2


Where flair meets good grace
Do you trace your fine splurge?
Hope has a way of telling
How the emerging light shines
Despite the disruptive blurs
That impede conscious knowing
Even as faith nurtures peace of mind
In the somewhat abrasive confrontation

~~~~~~~~~




Leon Enriquez
05 October 2019
Singapore

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I put aside my heart where love betrays the nestled night,
And egotistical echoes fall short in their submissive stagger…
Sanctioned solitudes fill the antagonizing abrasive air,
As my eyes stare through the never-ending vapourific voids.

The essence of the love I held extinguishes...Read More

In open space free
Steel and glass enclosure
A small moving space confined
My possession of pride
Momentum propelled by young drive
A companion of trust.

The wingless bird
Tunneled timid air
Dust trailed the motion
Distance to sunrise horizon
Contracted like accordion
Music under the bonnet.

Tread of twenty turning years
Took...Read More

i cannot contest
a judge of a contest
the best is the winner

but when the cup
is given based on
based and abrasive

words and what some
say isn't poetry then
i must say i try best

to be the basso
if a trio with a low
droning moan of...Read More

Apollo 11 reshapes thousands of thoughts and beliefs 
on the earth,
sprawling on the lunar lap.

I wish I could collect those pre-Apollo eyes 
from the sand
and show them the moon is not God.
But they belong to 
the same species living in...Read More

   Six billion people on earth
and you're destined to die alone.
At one time you had a murder of friends
drinking and blurring the night
until the sun came up
time doesn't matter when you're young,
youth is a balloon ride
through pastel blitzed...Read More

Condemnation or Justification
Written: by Tom Wright
11-1-2016

Withdrawing harsh words might be our choice,
They leave us to passionately apologize at will.
To retract is no option once uttered by voice,
Because the impact persists in that heart still;

Frequently abrasive words are voiced in haste,
Leaving...Read More

Soft Soaping
Written: by Tom Wright
3/15/2016

Don’t soft soap me attempting to gain my favor,
Or use abrasive words thinking they might sway.
After time dedicated to thought, I will not waver,
Nor from my early impressions do I seldom stray.

Nothing harder to change than...Read More

My teacher died.
   
   His lungs failed him.

He taught me that the lungs
harbor grief.

   His lungs are gone.
My grief has only just arrived.


   He used his lungs to power
his Power.
To power his...Read More

Edith was a saint in every sense of the word.
Things she endured today would be considered absurd.
Edith was a homemaker who stood by her man so near.
She tried to make Archie happy and keep him with a beer.

Archie was an...Read More

The Bible
By: Miracle Man
1-6-2019

The Bible is instruction to which we should adhere,
Through our love of God and not discounting fear.

It's easy to trust Him with things going our way, 
And that's when it becomes easiest to neglect to pray.

Neglecting God's...Read More

Not the conventional topic for a poem
I mean, it’s difficult to engage socks
Emotionally; they provide no loam
In which to seed a rhyming song that shocks

Or indeed wrings a tear, even remorse,
Even remembering drawers sorted through
After that death, discarded in discourse
Or...Read More

The loud fastest growing 
non-thinking hand-it-over
flowers are abrasive
to some who feel they are truly weeds, 
just messing up us real flowers 

Their gnarly appearance is
off putting  because they
are not the approved people, they are clover.
They look different, they dress
different,...Read More

It's difficult
for anything to grow
in completely dry ground
hard earth crusted over 
gritty like sandpaper
abrasive
yet crumbling
at mere touch
unable to hold together
or support weight

Yet rain doesn't always
help that much
when it's too hard
or too fast
or not long enough to last

The best help of...Read More

Conceived in a spermicidal stream. She played make believe, while he built things with his hands. She enjoyed the feel of callous hands. The abrasive embrace, his sweat the last little bit that he poured over her. They performed welcome...Read More