Best Wetting Poems

How long does it take
for a heart to harden?
for muscles to loose
that supple tone
to lose elasticity
to become...stone?

How long does it take?
I wonder
But I know
your heart...

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Don’t even try to woo me
I can resist you
My mind is fortified
Reason screams reasons to be careful
Caution goes off in flares
My mind is alert
Aware
I can...

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All these insipid poems of Love
Love Lost….
Love Found….
What is this emotion that makes UP? Down?

All this frantic fretting
nail biting and bed-wetting.

What is this profound poetic...

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I see love
wetting a napkin
cleaning a frowning face

I see love
holding a pocketbook
outside the ladies dressing room

I see love
walking slowly
holding hands

I see love
hurrying to keep up
laughing

I...

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A robin's song is heard nearby, 
so faint and sweet is the sound.
Showing now it’s winter’s end.
For the baby birds will flap their wings
and cry...

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Clouds hang low, muffling the maple-covered mountainside.
Fog rises from a saturated earth, weakly wetting a soft breeze.
Mist maintains the connection 'tween earth and eternity.

Within the...

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I listened to his heart profusely, 
For a beat like his was much to ponder
I often wondered, his thoughts, and,
A light in me knew, with...

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The Spruce trees formed a double sentinel
Along a path that seem to lead to nowhere.
The sky was dark with heavy clouds
As the two lovers trudged...

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Glimpses of you…
An image so mesmerizing, I bask in shame to rely on these bedazzled eyes
So full of wisdom and heart, your globes keep me...

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Colours the rainbows end wetting the eyes 
as gold paints destiny love unique 

A  heart flies blessed conquered kneels 
Before joy within enters yields...

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Collaboration between
Seren Roberts and Mandy Tams:
 
The Wet Patch
 
Why sit with a frown is there a need?
Yes she whispered in my ear, I think I peed.
 
My...

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You are alone on a deserted island that has been filled with overgrown fruit 
and bare essentials.  The water is so clear you can...

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There are times when a man like me
Wants to cry like a child
But for the barren pits of tears and
Crumbling pebbles of bones
Wetting my eyes...

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In the balcony ,she stood,
strong winds blowing  Her way,
as she watched the sun setting in the West.
One sad thought strucking her deepest,
as thunder-light strikes...

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Summer releases my inner child, 
 with days spent freely running wild.
Basking on sun kissed beaches
 and building castles with sand I've piled.

Wetting a hook...

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