Short Filthy Poems
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Filthy hands can not be cleaned with soap~ if the filth goes beyond the skin
Alexis Y.
12/22/19
my fingernails are treacherously filthy
not merely dirty
disgusting
they have hardened and yellowed
old age is a yell
filthy goats grabbing
they know just how
to work a room
complete in their absorption
hungry symbols
enslaved but not ashamed
darkened moon
filthy room
five fast bullets
locked and loaded
perilous inches
from my head
fate is held
by my true loves' hand
My woman is one evil witch
Who happens to be filthy rich
But I can live with it
Less I forget
I could be back digging a ditch
broker, poker;
righty, tighty;
washer, dryer;
dirty, duty;
filthy, lecher
10/26/18
written words by James Edward Lee Sr.
cleansing the filthy all in all the nourishing Fore giving fresh life
Stained
Sofa
Leaning right
Cover over
Hides the filthy years of wear and living.
For Brian's contest-thanks for the challenge!
Out of filthy dirt
Emerged God’s natural beauty.
Flowers of life, man.
© Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen
May 20, 2010
Poetic form: Senryu
Chicory chew chew, tobakky chaw
I love my pappy. I love my ma.
Spit in a tin can, straight from my jaw
Chicory chew chew, tobakky chaw.
The nectar of honey so sweet
The touch of money filthy dirty?
Sweet are the pennies
11/12/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr©2020.
she sees a man, she calls the cops
his color is a threat
she sees a filthy scrawny dog
she takes him home
to share her bed.
Wendy Nipas
NORAD’s tracking
Santa around the world.
The minute
The WOKE saint
With a cookie crumbled
Filthy beard
Crosses US borders
He’ll be ICE-ed.
America rots in the corpse
Of a swine
Wipe away the blood
You filthy liar
The world cries out
Only a gunshot
Just a single gunshot
Once Harry, at night, won a trunk
That he burgled from Tom's filthy junk;
It was a real wonder,
For what he did plunder
Was gold put by owner Tom drunk.
• The filthy rat that was living in my walls
• Had left the house before the rain fell
• When it left, in its maw
• It carried a rusty old bell
life was better filthy and free ~ than spotless in caged captivity
said the leopard to a black panther ~ who had gone blind but could still see
By
David Kavanagh
There was an old barfly named Girty,
Her body and breath filthy and dirty,
She'd stink up the place
With no shame on her face
While she farted when feeling quite flirty.
I look upon his filthy face and scowl hard, for it is a disgrace
Even though not a blemish is there to be seen at all
His thieving ways will be his doom one fine morn I know!
Said my Mind
Wicked eyes,
and an evil filthy mind
will keep its provocation,
and persists with devious intent.
So let the anger be - it is un-GODLY
© A Juman 1/ 5/2016
In this filthy ground
Around the gathered clouds behind of the horizon,
It seems a mode of Heights & Meadows
Beneath the surface of the sea
But why I still worry about these things.
Sadness echoes once more in my chambers,
pain, residing in me like a filthy squatter,
and my heart is squalid,
unfurnished.
Surrounded in you,
you are the fastness of my echo.
Form:
The next time or any time any schmuck calls me or thinks of me as a dirty or filthy jew. To them I say," Hey, only if I can help it!" so there! sorry, depends. (posted on yom kippor).
Thirteen Syllables Or Less
mud pies
crumbling dust of childhood
loves filthy angels
3/29/2016
submitted to – Thirteen Syllables Or Less – Poetry contest
sponsor – Timothy Hicks
Donald Trump may (or may not) be filthy rich,
and think he's above the law, without a hitch,
but for all his womanizing
maybe he'll be realizing
that Karma? Now there's a heartless b****!