Short Rinsing Poems

bobbing for apples
with candy corn rotten teeth -
rinsing with water

10/26/2018...

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round rings of rain clouds
readily release the rain
rinsing the rough road

posted 3-1-11  12:13 EST...

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Purification
Rinsing away the debris
Hidden for decades
Until one day you woke up
Trying to regain lost years...

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.
just 
used about 
three gallons of 
water rinsing out a 
yogurt pot just so it 
could go in the 
recycling 
bin
....

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A boy called Dapo
Egocentric fellow
Girls howl in July's kisses
Lies, monthly nursed
Of purple quills rinsing sweet tales
Universally versed with X-rayed
Youthful Zeal...

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Brisk
breeze blows
before grim 
gray gargoyle clouds
explode with static glee
rinsing the joyous sweat from
fleeing parents and progeny
scattering like insects in the spray
of annoyance at their sheer existence....

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A time of rinsing the sins
A month of happy moods
The way we face god unfacingly
The way we walked our prophets way

The moon a symbol that guides
A creation of allah intwined
Its light reflecting our fast
Till the day breaks does it last...

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IN YOUR SUNSHINE I BATHED 


Coming out of the shadows of doubt  
I bathed myself in the sunshine of your credence
And rinsing my uneasiness with your calming reassurance,
Cleansed thus, whole I became once more-
A newly born heart- ready to love
Again! 
	

© Demetrios Trifiatis
19 SEPTEMBER 2013...

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Filter through   the fortitude 
mix together   the mundane 
cut up, squeezed, then discarded
but not a bit of flavor remains

tepid to the tongue 
the words still taste all wrong
rinsing down the memories
they've been sitting out too long 

the kettle starts to whistle
timid thoughts begin to run...

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Willows bend over a celadon lake, 
                              Like village women in dawn’s stealthy light, 
                                Rinsing their hair ere the daffodils wake, 
                             And birds crochet the air with chorus bright, 
                             ‘Neath a lone cloud turning gossamer white....

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Wishes shattered Desires  Burnt
Of what nothing but ashes remain
Rinsing The poison of lessons learnt
Lost amongst the ruthless strain
Dreams frozen beneath the silver ice
Cold era freezing hearts to stain
Rolling snowflakes down the eyes
Untold hidden stories of vain
In the time when darkness slays
Secret whispers in tears of pain
Every Single memory stays...

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My sight is blurry and in a hurry
Where is my underwear?
Have a pain in my drain, don't need to strain
Do I hear wind and rain?
My mouth feels like dandelion dust
Rinsing goose feathers or bust
Should I trust the starburst
Or just sit and curse or maybe worse?    

Contest: Boisterous comedy for John Freeman
Picture of a man with the morning blues, wild nonfocusing eyes, and dandelion, goose down or starburst in his hair!!...

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Did you forget me
Inquire you not today
Dry clouds on the line

Yearn I now for you
One drop of dew on my tongue
Urging my sad heart

Flow no sound of sky
Or earth sweet as your breath here
Rinsing my sadness
Give me sweet reason
Eternal joy to embrace
Thrilled that you are well

Make this silence leave
Ebb my heart in its still day

Did you forget me
Edged at night waiting 
Alone, the moon of your presence,
Restless till clouds go....

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Another tide comes over me
and washes me under as simply as a feather in the wind
It grasps me with the strongest grip
and I'm greatful for this sand in my eyes
and the flow of silky softness against my skin
The sun has scorched my flesh
and I'm rinsing away these ashes
but I know it's not as painful as the scars are going to be
when I can see again
Thankfully, I'll be home by then
and I'll be washed of this entire mess
carrying with myself the lesson learned from this...

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Shifting from  tanned morning  when day sizzles
To a quick invasion of noon’s rainfall—glassy wet —
I walk on eggshells perplexed by the many moods of a climate
When flighty nature leaves me burnt and doused without notice!

While in this outrageous raid,  my eyes track night-clouds
To follow a star peeping its way out in blinks,
Quieting my senses--rinsing wired  tresses in moon streaks.



Seven For Chaos and Order 
nette onclaud's Contest
Jan 30, 2017...

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Thinking of you 
Wind-blown red hair
Gentle blue eyes
Inviting every tomorrow
Remembering every yesterday
Soft-spoken dreams
Resonating to eternity.
Alive and magical
Hopes flashing in the dark,
Fireworks bursting.
Energetic merriment.
Dancing eyes connect. 
Smiles reflecting
Strangers that night
Strolling amid the crowd
The tide rinsing bare feet.
Silhouettes prancing
Silent excitement.
Thinking of you 
Fourth of July
Again.

Ó February 4, 2014
Dane Ann Smith-Johnsen...

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Night comes dense 
As words without meaning here
The sun has crossed the ragged fence
Of sea licking light from the sky
Like a rain
Of false allegiance to our faith
The frogs are croaking a hoarse complaint
Against the endless noise of dogs
Proclaiming worth without pedigree
And guns are barking everywhere
Yet in all this tumult and uproar
I hear rinsing darkness
The voice of children joined in play
And the hope of coming
And I washing clouds away with dew of tears
Wait faithfully for the dawn....

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