Best Rinse Poems

Mind – a pool, deep and arcane,
Needs to be cleared n' cleansed from time to time
In the sinuous course of life,
Pause awhile to peer into the depths.
Over the still waters, lies a layer of scum.
At the bottom is settled,
Toxic sediments of hate,
The residue of burnt...

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liberty in verse
atypical on the Soup

born a free-spirited caballero
I’ll not dangle
from another poet’s noose

jigsaw puzzles presented
by contest sponsors
jump through hoops
win their accolades

who’s to say what makes good verse?
flash your PhD at me
“Oh yes, oh yes, you are the best,”
most wholeheartedly agree

those who compromise
win a nebulous...

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Alison weeps at the fake Senior Prom.
Alison creeps out onto the lawn.
Alison’s skin turns to purple from pink.
Alison’s flesh beginning to stink.

A stench too great to look away.
Poking at the children who’ve come to play.
Poking at Alison with a big long stick.
Flies alight with each...

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Inside of a box there lies a machine
that lies in every home, apartment and residence.

The machine is ubiquitous and used quite often but goes unnoticed 
because its very convenient and frees up people's times to play and rest.

The box was a gift of science and...

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Burning off the previous nights sin
Often does the fire inside of those brave enough to indulge
Burns away at the consciousness, the will
To continue being the way that we are.
A construct of energy, a willful mind seeking all there is to be discovered. 
So rinse and...

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My mind is politically correct,
but my shoes have no soul.
I have gained some retrospect,
after losing self control.

I’m washing my brain.
A clean slate is what I need.
Reprogramming my frame,
rinse and repeat....

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a city sleeps
days debris washed away
streetlight showers

John G. Lawless
©6/18/2018...

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The clothes in the washing machine, I now pondered
how I might best pass the time, and so I wandered
up a muddy hill, late to perceive I’d squandered
my time, for now my jeans needed to be laundered.

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The Awit is a monorhyme quatrain narrative as a complete...

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I've learned to hate washers
I don't mean the kind
With nuts and bolts and stuff...
I mean the clothes cleaning kind..
They've got me foaming at the mouth!!!
I'm about to lose my friggin' mind!!!

They either spit out soapy water
To puddle up my floor
Or they can get
far more sinister...
Oh...

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Indictment-Excitement
  makes 'The News'

Politician-Magicians
  spin their 'Views'

Anonymous Economists
  sing 'The Blues'

Abolitionishist-Destructionists
  light the 'fuse'

Spanners and Scammers
  pay their dues

Society's Credibility
  badly bruised......

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I have trained my whole adulthood for the challenge of this day. 
The toil and sweat and sacrifice, the monotony of drill, 
All those years of manning up to my ambition.
I have wrestled the beast and disciplined my will.
I mean to vanquish my opponent for...

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Rinse and Repeat 
David J Walker

As the Sun goes up
Some go down
Some rise up 
And some lie down

Shine them shoes boy
	Clean that gun
Count our dead 
	When the day is done

Rinse and repeat
	Rinse and repeat
		Rinse and repeat
And cry RETREAT 

But there is no going back

	I’ve tried...

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showering raindrops…
sweet floral fragranced shampoo…
warm lathered hair...

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ded by his need 
to be successful
he retrieved the
knowledge of his past
to restore and maintain
his present.
he read the
"Dignity Recovery Act"
and studied it to refine what he thought
had been
to be what should be.
a present in a positive
definition
of realism.
"Accuracy of the Devoted"
was another written script he read
from...

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Shallow breath, eyes dead
crank heart out of reverie 
let it rinse and spin...

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