Best Washing Poems
Below are the all-time best Washing poems written by Poets on PoetrySoup. These top poems in list format are the best examples of washing poems written by PoetrySoup members
Love In the Silence of the SoulAs a young boy
Sitting in a pew
The winter darkness pressing down
Candlelight waves from hidden drafts
Shadows danced on the walls
I heard the words destined to me
“Be...
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Categories:
washing, death, love, sorrow,
Form:
Narrative
A Poetry CollectionHourglass
Sand falls
Through the glass
Love falls
Within the past
Memories dance
They never last
Head in my hands
As I stare overhead
At the hourglass
Falling Down Stairs
Stairs broken
Wheels unspoken
I fell
Grasping for air
Are...
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Categories:
washing, art, guitar, humanity, introspection,
Form:
Free verse
Artillery Rain~Perfect Rain~
I can see!
All the tribulations around
A rage against the burning wind
Nobody hears the crackling sounds in my voice
Everybody avoids feeling the smoke hidden within
A...
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Categories:
washing, art, deep, earth, fire,
Form:
Dramatic Verse
Ungrateful ChildI woke up that day with tears in my eyes,
after I heard about your father's demise.
Guess you've never understood,
the point of being his blood.
I remember...
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Categories:
washing, anger, death, death of
Form:
Rhyme
Shepherd Who Forgot His FlockIt's raining again, grey neon skies,
washing away suppressed surfaces,
to reveal unhealed wounds,
to scars the eyes cannot see
sometimes they bleed.
Some say words heal,
but I resist to...
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Categories:
washing, childhood, emotions, father son,
Form:
Free verse
These Eyes Have Often Been Solaced These eyes have often been solaced
by twilight's cotton candy pllows moving silently
towards a sky's velveteen blanket
and angels'silver gowns
By gazing over hills
to where old country...
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Categories:
washing, age, love, romantic,
Form:
Free verse
sea song -
oh precious, dulcet diva, ocean-tide
you, of sand and foam and spindrift -
all your moods and meanderings
speak deep my spirit, wistful and wan
musings captured, gist enraptured...
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Categories:
washing, analogy, appreciation, beach, imagery,
Form:
Free verse
Voice In HidingHiding here inside my closet, I feel safe in the dark
knowing on a pile of sheets lies my very psyche;
it's only a thought, yet I...
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Categories:
washing, absence, voice,
Form:
Free verse
fragile -
tenderly ...
as if robin's eggs
I consider the brittle fragments
of her heart, cupped in
my tarnished Tin Man hands -
not taking for granted
the entrusting of their care
I...
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Categories:
washing, cute, life, metaphor, wisdom,
Form:
Free verse
Heartbroken“Out of suffering have emerged the strongest souls; the most massive characters are seared with scars.”
Khalil Gibran
In days of darkness,
sad stars shimmer like somber souls.
Upon...
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Categories:
washing, heartbroken, pain, sorry,
Form:
Free verse
Can You Spare a TeardropI cried for so long, so many nights,
and now no more tears can drop,
I'm all out, do you have some to spare,
cause you know once...
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Categories:
washing, cry, emotions, feelings, how
Form:
Quatrain
Looking Down My Street - a CollaborationLooking down my tree lined street
the setting sun casts her glow
upon the Chestnuts, Maples, and Oaks
dressed in worn out yellow ribbons
telling the story of...
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Categories:
washing, friendship, loss,
Form:
Free verse
Wire WalkerThere’s the tightrope for you to walk, wire walker —
defying the gravity of reality and the reality of gravity
you know damn well he won't catch...
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Categories:
washing, betrayal, conflict, husband, jealousy,
Form:
Free verse
Moving OnI'm not selling a house, i'm leaving my home.
Happy times together, months spent alone.
Morning sickness, baby loss, labour and birth
Planting my seeds in good strong...
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Categories:
washing, child, emotions, family, garden,
Form:
I do not know?
NonethelessI sigh …
pushing warm, wordless weight
onto the twilight mist,
where its folly hangs like old sackcloth,
the silver-doubloon moon dripping
it’s wan wonder to daub
breath and bones alike...
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Categories:
washing, lost love, moon, ocean,
Form:
Free verse