Scrubbed Poems - Poems about Scrubbed

My Cooking Adventure

...
Today I declared war
on my own laziness—
no more delivery apps,
no more surrender.

I would conquer pasta.

First victory:
water bubbling on the stove.
Time to add salt—
but my hand betra...

Pens of Praise

...The factories no longer exhale fumes but fillers
Clanging steel is traded for selfie stick.
Whip is gone but the gaze remains.
Wage is still dingy and stale.
Accepted without questions.

When t...

dizzy laughs

...I had a dream.
I don’t remember most dreams.

I was cleaning the floors of heaven.
It seemed a mixed blessing,
I was in heaven, after all
but I was cleaning the floors.

It was a part time jo...

Riyadh is a Quiet Knife

...The sun here burns without speaking.
In *Sta. Magdalena, even the wind gossips,
even the silence sits beside you
and calls you **"padaba."

But Riyadh?
Riyadh listens too much.
And when I spea...

Pixie within the pink

...Pixie within the pink
let me swirl your tyranny into the high-octaved melody of my earliest endurance
Right as the clock ticked to six, the creaking sound of my mother’s war cry made me bury myself...

Gotta Shake This Blighter Out!

...
Snakes are crawling behind my eyes,
My tongue is forked in twine lines.
A bleeding alien rues across my skin,
I feel possessed, it's deep within.

My fingers crack as bones revolt,
Crawling t...

Celibate Sinner

...I scrubbed the shame from under my fingernails,
as if guilt could be washed like dirt.
Cold showers never baptized the ache; 
just gave it discipline,
a neat little collar for the beast inside.
...

Washing and Drying Up

...

Each night after the evening meal
there was never a discussion
as to who would wash the dishes
and who would do the drying up.
My mother was the washer,
my sister and I did the drying up.

...

Ear-Splitting, Liver-Bellied Bullying

...plink, plink, water in the sink
sinks slowly into budding suds
torturing the pans and fork tines
who want cascade - show on the road
plink, plop, hands over ears, now stop
but slowly the spatter...

Return My Tears

...for : Choose a line 2
Sponsor : Joseph May
prompt: “The darkened sky stole my tears”
submission date :  27/5/25
Placed : 4th : multiple 

   RETURN MY TEARS 

The darkened sk...

Barbaric Yawps

...My mind is tribal, I hunt in the mud and slurry,
I track the stars in a wooden chariot
made from the ribs of a blood-clan crib.

My thoughts are armored, yet as articulated
as any youthful flesh...

I Sent The Text: An Epilogue

...messages sent and unsent
confessions told and untold
heartbroken- and hearts we both broke

your memories linger around like a ghost
I still see your shadows at my door
scores settled and unset...

The Wedding

...The day arrived
We had a ball
The love was shared 
At Shrigley Hall

So plush and sweet
You both were scrummy
Scrubbed up so well
So proud was mummy

So now it's time
To be together
Throu...

ARTIST

...{For 5x5x3 Poetry Contest
Sponsor : Miranda Hawley 
Date submitted: 20/4/25}

 ARTIST 

They shone daring green avocado 
in dark adverse period swearing 
guilt ridden heart vanquished...

Cleaning Frenzied Me

...I started with one small corner of my kitchen
Set the timer, so I could stop in fifteen minutes
Set the timer eight more times until the floor was scrubbed
The counters were scraped, the table was...

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