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Washed Rubbed Srubbed Hung Up And Left To Dry

Scrubbed rubbed the wrong way
And left hung up to dry
Blown away in the wind
Treated like a leper 
I wasn't perfect but I tried

Treated like a sinner
Condemned sentenced
Feeling small
with no judge or jury
When I hadn't sinned at all.

Categories: rubbed, abuse, hurt,
Form: Free verse

Justice Rubbed In the Mud

Justice needs moderation
  Voices' dialed-down modulation

When the mob screams for blood
  The Rule of Law's dragged through the mud

Categories: rubbed, how i feel, judgement,
Form: Couplet

The Roommate

That room; 
And the bathroom too, 
She made them alien territory. 
My petty sentiments kicked in, 
And made me a slave to my roommate. 

The scented atmosphere, stockings; 
Frilly brassieres in plain sight, 
And blouses bright as gardens—thrilling,
But foreign!
Lo, an invasive roommate. 

Some mornings she would come
Out of the bathroom in a cloud of steam:
Hair

Categories: rubbed, dark, emotions, feelings, gender,
Form: Dramatic Monologue

Book: Radiant Verses: A Journey Through Inspiring Poetry

Its Rubbed On a Diamond

IT’S RUBBED ON A DIAMOND

If you rub the rock the wrong way
The rock is stronger than hay
The rock can crumble, if it’s rubbed on a diamond

If you rub a dirt clog on concrete
If you place it under your feet
It’s more than crushed, smashed, such a crash
Like rock can crumble, it’s rubbed on a diamond

I can

Categories: rubbed, abuse, addiction, assonance, change,
Form: Light Verse

Rubbed the Wrong Way


We always gotta give America
her ego massage
Put cucumber visions in her eyes,
gentle finger her a comforting mirage
Lady Liberty likes you to give her
a righteous back rub
Tell her how beautiful she looks,
and how much
she's adored and loved
While her children gives your children
the Ugly American hate snub
Telling them to go back to their dung holes,
for they all

Categories: rubbed, abuse, perspective, prejudice, truth,
Form: Narrative

Rubbed Out

And all of this time I hid behind your beautiful brown eyes.
The way they drew me in soft brown.
I found no place safer.
Protected in a memory of lashes.
Delicately drawn, 
My new favorite color.
I no longer saw in black and white, deep shades of gray.
What I found was a blanket drenched in warmth.
A warmth I longed

Categories: rubbed, black african american, crush,
Form: Free verse

Rubbed Out

Rubbed out 

I stopped at a low stonewall
on my slow progress  
saw before me a landscape painting, 
ten sheep and twelve lambs.

I thought who that painter might be, 
a sudden blur in the air, 
when the picture cleared there
was a mare and her foal

five sheep had disappeared; 
the painting looked better,
but I didn’t linger,

Categories: rubbed, angst, april, autumn,
Form: Blank verse

You Inked Me Like a Tattoo That Rubbed Off Like Sharpie

To anybody that has ever felt
anything at all, especially you -
I ran my fingertips across the leather notebook on your desk
and I felt your thoughts crackling below my skin;
overflowing with cursive letters and lines that raced inside the walls of your 
mind
I wanted so badly for it to flip open, I could blame it on

Categories: rubbed, deep, emotions, feelings, goodbye,
Form: Free verse