Best Abrasive Poems

When I was a girl, still on the island
I’d sit in the sand
and brood
and revel
in what I thought was utter enlightenment
a teenage rebel
with dime-store refinement
We...

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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...

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It’s getting pretty deep, too much drivel and twaddle.
It’s time for our poetry boots to help with this obscene waddle.
I have two distinct sides one...

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Sharpened pens were brutal swords; a war was forged
Blow after blow was struck, with blood rage engorged
Not one single word between them had been spoken
No...

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I would deny its existence and favor the second place
prediction of Tuesday; 
For the beginning is never subtle, and it tends to hunt
my off-beat verse....

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The feeling of your touch 
I know it in the brush of the wind
The heat of the sun
Sweeping down on my skin
A reasurrace of a...

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I cherish you betwixt

                the spaces of darkness

  ...

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Hues of a darker shade, cascading across skies of illusion....

Evaporating waterfalls, of lustful desires and want

Brought forth amid fairytale words, from within fantastical thoughts

And I...

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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...

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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...

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On placid waters of the reflecting pool, 
petals fully open as in a gesture of silent 
imploring, surrounded by a world 
of shimmering reflections.

Small red...

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I began life as a gorilla – cumbersome and chunky.
I clunked my way into situations, abrasive and loud. 
I also misrepresented and misspoke. 
Rapidly became...

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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...

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On placid waters of the reflecting pool, 
petals fully open as in a gesture of silent 
imploring, surrounded by a world 
of shimmering reflections.

Small red...

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A towel that is white is useful 
and can clean and be cleaned. 
A towel is most functional 
in this form. 

And suddenly a sock,...

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