Best Soaped Poems

Me barber’s still one of them blokes who lives the school of old,
using methods quite old fashioned to what modern trends unfold,
so with scissors, clippers, hot towel, then lathered with a brush,
he’ll shave you with a cutthroat, though never in a rush.

And he offers further...

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The excitement mounted as we rummaged around in the attic looking through old steamer trunks for discarded clothes and props to make Halloween costumes. With an old suit and hat of Granddads, I became a hobo, and with an old dress, a pillow, and a...

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Don't say you love me with a rose, your generic  lines of poetry reading off like a gift card from the dollar store, your hurried scrambled lines of apology jotted down with a dying pen, Promises of going out for a treat later the...

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‘She’s on again - the annual campin’ trip regatta,
and we’ve got ourselves together for our plans to Wonnangatta. 
The high country; you can’t beat it for the peace and quiet
unless of course some plans get changed that nearly cause a riot.

Flamin’ ‘Dangles’ has to go...

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...for Ted Kooser

A reminder of my father; 
more antique than useful it was tucked 
inside my tool box ever ready to be used.
Soaped and sharpened many times 
the blade was keen and hungry.
I took it with me everywhere 
'til pure gave way to power,
and through...

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Halloween Two Oh One Nine 
By Franklin Price
10/31/2019

Halloween two-oh-one-nine
Not what it used to be
As when I trick or treated
And the candy was for me

There were no giant super stores
With costumes by the score
No internet, no Amazon
For delivery to my door

I wore a sheet, went as...

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"canon service"

“We follow the rules here”, he said incorruptibly
like he was untainted as holy water 
from the incorruptible font,
he had an upward inflection in his voice 
at the end of every punctuated point,
delivered like a canon service
his gun and bullets were larger
apparently...he was high, the...

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"A Game of Snakes and Ladders"

It’s like a game,
a game of 
Snakes
and Ladders,

some spend their lives
climbing ladders
up the corporate sticks
sliding all the way 
back down on their sore
sweet and sorry revelations
soap boxes thrown and burnt
like needles lost in hay
we all become 
redundant at some point
on...

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Although you don't mean to be,
you're funny to behold
and when you pull those faux-pas,
my laughter can't be controlled.

First you tie yourself in knots 
and then climb up the wall.
I find you in the laundry	
or in the shower stall.

Once you rolled across the bed
and then fell...

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Of whooshy bottoms I do speak,
     Across the tub they do squeak.
     Cheek to cheek over tub and tile,
     My little girl likes to slide in style.
     She invites...

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BY  ANY  OTHER  NAME


Turned-down petals ready for kissing. Her glove
So velveteen;  and with unseen love
A teardrop of silver dews on her gentle curve nigh
In hope that  a lover may pass close by.
I hesitate to touch so fragile a creature
For she...

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Albeit cold shower with sudden zoo
ming onset of
brisk fallen temperatures
may not be amenable to you
dear reader, but after Matthew
sets to washing
creating substantial lather,

visited with healthy slew
of frothed shampooed hair do
(cuz - jest like
Spongebobsquarepants,
I like abundant suds),
which initial shock
     of cold water...

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Hail Mother full of beauty and graces
Give us this day our butter and white bread
Hear our chorus, our cherubic faces
Without thee our bellies would sing instead


While in tears and in fears we still moped
Our heads bowed, for all that we have transgressed
With her hair this...

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Although you don't mean to be,
you're funny to behold
and when you pull those faux-pas,
my laughter can't be controlled.

First you tie yourself in knots 
and then climb up the wall.
I find you in the laundry	
or in the shower stall.

Once you rolled across the bed
and then fell...

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10 o'clock am the morning 
Quest: A country side bike ride.
Molly woke Dolly and Damian.
Woke Everyone on that July 
Morning of 2038. They had a Bicycle 
Expedition to tend to plus a newly
Minted swimming pool which was
Only completed a day ago and 
The children hadn't...

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