Best Rinse Off Poems

MOONLIGHT MADNESS

The moon falls out like a secret above the frisky clouds
Daylight and night the stars come in crowds
Like a glistening diamond, I can't stop staring
Mixed-up in that moment that has no time sharing

Holding onto the tip of the tree limbs like a puppeteer
I can...

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I woke up that morning in the usual way,
stretching and yawning, ready to start the day...
but for some reason today
feeling a sense of dread…
Because I looked at the clock
and saw it was late, got up quickly,
and fell out of bed..
Showered and towel dried my hair,
then...

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I am here behind a closed door
Looking clean and gleaming
Oh my what is that smell I just got a whiff
smells like curry hope I am dreaming

They won't knock of the excess from the plate
The rice gets in my tubes and makes me hick up
The smell...

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Charcoal covering my flesh, my bones
In my dream, I am a gorilla, I am a chimpanzee,
I am hanging upside down in the New York
City Zoo, picking off the ticks on others
and being ignored by humans, the ones
who come with food and hold the keys
to my...

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As these clouds keep surrounding, my space
I keep walking
Until, I've fallen to deep
Hoping and praying
I have a reachable hand
A ladder, some way up

I wish drum-fires, thunder-cracks and twisters
Would leave me alone
I wish my roses
Had no thorns, as they leave me bleeding
In so many places

I try...

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One hour , you say
One hour
What can I say
300 hundred words
Or more
One hour
One hour
One hour , about my life


I wake up
Opening my eyes
Hearing the sounds of fruits
Hearing the buzz on my clock
Buzzing my body to get up
As I rise off my bed, with the ache...

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potty train
small brain

to loo
till through

turn light
on bright

pee or poo?
one or two?

wee boy
has toy

great fun
small bum 

wee kid
lift lid

on stool 
hold tool

small wee
big pee

shower
power

aim, fire
no! higher!

whoops, missed
mom pissed

kid frown
sit down

boo hoo
no poo

big push
wipe tush

now flush
big gush!

old rule
close stool

small sink
succinct

faucets turn
don’t burn!

soap cup
wash up

scrubba dub
(not in tub)

rinse...

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Streams of blue fluid 
Flows downward 
As fragile carcasses decay 
Without a peep of a sound

We’re in the brink of disaster… 

Who invited such fear and anguish?
Who could lead us to quiet waters?

We bleed…
Polluting the waters below us… 
Trickling down the mountain
To our filthy feet…

Cleansing...

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No matter how much you rinse off your hands,
You can never erase what's on my mind,
I cant stand those hands,
The same hands that held her her hands,
I badly need your touch,
But the pain in my heart is too much,
It would have been essential,
For I to...

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THE BRUSH

I stand in my shower covered with soap.
I rinse off alone. I feel out of phase.
I see the brush hanging there by its rope.
Unused it has hung for many long days.

Used by Dianne, caressing her body.
It gave pleasure while cleaning her back.
The brush explored,...

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I long for passion mixed with comforts sort,
awaiting warm welcome from this delight,
I count with words of romance this effort,
and hope to see a love that shines so bright,
yet war intrudes and I must leave to fight,
my heart is slashed,rebuffed and left to rot,
I toil...

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Renewal


Stiff spring wheat, still frosted with memories of Winter’s icy hand,
Poke a head out, and rustle the all clear!
Red Winged Blackbirds send musical greetings to each other.
Loyal sentinels, back from their journey south, sing tall tales,
with friends joining in chorus.
Over the next hill, venturing into...

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Love is like a dirty Dish Cloth
Rubbing on cups, plates
washing them making them clean
Rinse off the dirt grime
placing them in the strainer
clean unsoiled stands tall and dry


I'm like the dishes
dirty soiled God the dish cloth
washes me over
embraces me in hand washed
my sins has been rubbed...

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madrid in springtime


i have never seen madrid in the springtime
i have never seen madrid at all

does the sun rise differently in madrid
than in san francisco
on those rare city days when there is no fog
nor wind to chase the clouds away

i have seen morning in san...

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How about you give me a gun in a world where nobody sees?
Let’s see if the envy spreads to the eyes of the blind.
Could I kill time?
What if the gun gets jammed and I shoot down the line of the innocent.
Common sense never was common...

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