Laving Poems - Poems about Laving

Rest Rooms

...Most inconvenient our conveniences ~ saber-laving traps...

The Washing of the Stone

...a bed of stones unloosed to spill from its path
through fresh waters flow to the distant sea
laving pebbles from its silty rough wrath
from rivers fresh to brackish brine's debris
the journey end...

Spring Blossoms

...What cascades pour light into my pores
with their holy waters, laving me
cleansing me of dusty layers?

What delicate fingers bloom my buds
with breezy touch, brushing my petals
making them flu...

Earth

...The soil is from Wall-Mart,
brawny and rich as sweet tobacco.
Driving home
bag of dirt on the back seat,
aromatic atoms of fertility
pop unseen.
I tip the bag
wonder at the rich darkness
yet ...

The Cadence of My Heart

...Morning found me on a river bank
basking in the warmth of the sun
I thought of myself as a turtle,  
believing my shell was armor
shielding my heart from everyone

I started to doze in placid t...

Earth

...The soil is from Wall-Mart,
brawny and rich as sweet tobacco.
Driving home
bag of dirt on the back seat,
aromatic atoms of fertility
pop unseen.
I tip the bag
wonder at the rich darkness
yet ...

Nineseventeen

...Aahhh sumptuous beloved nineseventeen

calling for hot frothing, purling, bubbling steam

laving eager flesh with honey scented cream

strategic jets pummelling tight spots unseen

hand langu...

This Steady, Slow Drizzle

...Our little stream flows
but a trickle most days
but rises, runs, today --
all busy energy.
Its perky
change of pace
does not match 
my current cast of face.
Still, this steady
slow drizzle
...

Transformation

...
Transformation
The Shield In MY Life

It was a thunderous, illuminating night
When He appeared and talked of the shield.
I was there, just a face in the crowd,
Elated by His energy an...

Hope For a Hope

...The river of time is flowing and laving every second of my life
Wish I can make it stop even just for a while
I am buried under my own thoughts and it’s hard to breathe
My soul is drowned in the t...

Our Sunset

...LIFE FLOWS FROM ME WITH EACH EXHALATION OF BREATH

TEARS WATER THE ARID DESERT OF MY SOUL. 

THE WIND HOWLS THRU THE SKELETAL REMAINS OF MY BEING

AND DUST, DUST, DUST PORTRAYS ME. 

A SNEEZE...

Essential Persistence

...The wisdom of the wind is motion,
Wandering ecstatic, yet sublime.

The charity of rain is laving lotion,
Cleansing residues of urban grime.

The genius of the sun is searing passion—
Violent,...

Cheese Croissant

...C runching sounds erupt from beneath
H umbling voices of satisfaction
E rupt within your mouth
E mbroidering the taste of cheese 
S mooth atonement immerse your tongue
E ngrossing it with calmne...

Exploration

...I am tasting the pristine water melted from the highest mountain up high
Dancing with the sun's rays over glazing summer's green grass
Floating with the weltering waves of a vast ocean at sunset
R...

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