Long Washcloth Poems

Some news has a way of crushing you to your core. Now get back up, again you. 
I remember I wanted to go see my friend last night. I remember texting her I was falling...

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That simple gleam of beautifully polished silver
Never fails to get my adrenaline flowing.
I polish it every time after its done.
I can't help it.
It just looks so pretty when its been polished
It is so small, yet...

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Bare feet step onto the cold black and white mosaic tiles.
A few tiles are missing, revealing beige glue embedded with purple lint.
An inconveniently small black knob, striped with old toothpaste
is twisted 
to illuminate the reluctant...

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I was enjoying myself in a bubble bath, as suddenly, a mouse dropped in.
Maybe I would of panicked, but she swam immediately, to the other end!
I suddenly felt so sorry for my, now clean, little,...

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(Line for line… tit for tat.)

1.

My house is kind of small
but bigger than my kitchen
And in my kitchen there’s a lamp
that’s bigger than my fist
Please don’t touch the dog’s food bowl
only I touch the food...

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How to Stay Married to Me
(a poetic tutorial)

Don’t come at me
With sweets or cookies
On Valentine’s Day
My New Year’s resolutions
Are around to stay
(talk to me around Mother’s Day)

Understand my currency:
Words, sweet syntax,
Small deeds at random 
Are...

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*Image of The Moon Looking At Full by Pixabay.

“No man for any considerable period can wear one face to himself, and another to the multitude, without finally getting bewildered as to which may be the...

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by Dawne Zacharias

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With a deliberated ruse; she washed its tiny face with a soft washcloth.

With no resistance, she enfolded the wee infant into a swaddling cloth.

In the Autumn equinox, she placed the tiny form in the simple...

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As clean running water flows through dirty dishes   
Immense joy and peace bathe her tired being   
While veined deft hands scour surfaces and edges 
She becomes aware of her body and...

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From the moment I feel that spark
in the palm of your hand and let it
run over the bone of my hip, I am placed in a 
euphoria that drags along with me for months and...

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The pen has betrayed me! 
The ink has swallowed me as spit on a fly.
I burn pages with fiery lightning bug breaths
That spill from pokey jar-holes.
If I touched flame I'd very well melt to the...

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I pray to The Lord to thank Him,
for gifts He provides each day.
A prayer of thanksgiving to Jesus,
for the blessings He sends my way.

I thank you Lord for the lesser things,
and not think it so...

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Obsession and some Barbasol so occupy my sink
A razor and a toothbrush and some Colgate too I think
A bar of soap, a washcloth, oops, there’s perfume there as well
And some dainties hanging on the door...

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A seagull’s just messed on my car
poop splattered the windscreen so far
it obscured my view
wet white slimy pooh
that seagull needs the abattoir!

To remove that horrible slurry
I leapt out my car in a hurry
and wiped the...

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The rugs in the living room
Are thin in places, and
The dog has scratched
The painted floors.
The end tables are crowded
With family pictures
Instead of knickknacks
Some of the bath towels 
Have slightly raveled edges, 
And a washcloth is...

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