Short Sink Poems
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Black water sinks down.
Pushes my body, and faith.
You said something in the moon.
Just us.
Then the tide turned me 'round.
I would still use thee
And while at it giggle with glee
Broken cracked you are
Reflect my use like a star
Hihi, i used it to pee
time is a river flowing
it lets nothing stand in its way
~ obstinately speeds in one direction
Wordku: 5-7-5 words
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
He took everything of value from me
Except a house with a busted sink
He thought I was screwed
With the denim divorce blues
I’m free now a rich divorcee
as the cruise ship begins to sink
the man's face color starts to turn pink
he laid eyes on his mark
jump on the back of a shark
who bucked, throwing him onto a plank
I like Arthur
stack my dishes
high in mounds of glass and steel
like castles in the sink they rise
until the very top
when wet they slip
to their and my demise
Trump Stink In Sink
When Trump runs water into sink,
Like everything else raises a stink;
Thought about;
Then did shout,
Am glad now that Trump is extinct.
Jim Horn
Drip, drip, drip
Watch for water or you'll trip
Drop, drop, drop
Someone better get the mop
Drip, drop, drip
Dumb gravity! I slip--
Drop, drip, drop
Someone, make the water stop!
I'm thirsty - I needed a drink
There lurking in my kitchen sink
Lying flat on his back
He’s no longer jet black
A hedgehog…now he doesn't stink!
11th April 2015
• I open the fridge and what do I see?
• A jar full of mildew waiting for me
• Out of the jar and into the sink
• For one, the jar has mildew and smells really stink
My bathroom is pink
Hair dye on my sink
In the bath tub too
Punky color, Burmese blue
My towel is a mess
Hair dye on a dress
Burmese blue on a wall
Splattering hair dye down the hall
I ramble and shove words together
And sometimes I pick apart my unpleasant thoughts
Look,
I can try to remember
I can try to forget
It’s sink or swim and I can’t tell which is which
Foul mouthed he was,foul mouthed he was called,
A beast with words,an obsession he wards,
South is his tone,without a fear to his baritone,
A grave his tongue digs,for him he'll only sink.
We found a baby hippo in the sink today
Can we keep him Daddy? Asked Jimmy and Fay
Absolutely! Mommy said, making him the bad guy.
Why do you do these things her husband asked her. Why? Why? Why?
Accepted have I
inspected close by
The liquor offered by life
Sea of it's offered in rife.
My role, it's given.
High of sinking has me driven
To accept it ever so slowly
Too despised is water, too holy.
Rhino baby bubbles up the sink in a flash
He is showing his goods, and he makes an incredible splash!
This is a whine sloshed out by my roommate, Leroy Flash.
Who is a bit scared of the baby; his teeth all a’gnash!
Answer this honestly am I losing it d'you think
Sometimes it feels like I'm right on the brink
Hanging on for dear life
With the help of my wife
If I'm still too late, I'll be heading down the sink
Bring it on
Let the fire fly
Burn me down
Fill in with pain
I am lost in your love
Sing to me
Oh dark bird
Ease my pain
Soothe my heart
Seive out the cries
Tie my past
Make my path right
In you I found love
Oh,girl sitting on a beautiful swing
Up and down going like a spring
How do you do with no two wings?
Here and there Corona is in full swing
Even a Prince in hardships virus brings
Don’t you feel fear the World ship is in sink!
I take your weight
so that we may fall to the depths
unscathed as lungs fail
I'll hold you close
the rocks will not harm your flesh
hush you to sleep
forever in my arms
until forever floats away
We sink if we have a seeking
For an enablement
Hark from shadows, ego peeking
Stirring discontentment
Trusting currents divine
Let us gently align
Under the oneness sign
Eyes blink
We sink
21-March-2022
Quietus
My body felt heavy like an anchor,
gravity was taking over,
As my legs began to give out.
I didn’t even have the strength to carry myself anymore.
But I refuse to fall down,
to let gravity take over,
to let this ocean drown me.
I refuse to sink.
toiletries arranged by the sink
toothbrush green, powder in pink
cylinders, tins, glass bottles too
make up, soaps and comb of blue
most of it is used every day
except a red pig made of clay
paraphernalia in its place
husband defers with sweet grace
sink deeper deeper
within the recesses of
a dark dismal existence
that has been lade out
in front of the present
version of self
created by way of
negative self induced sabotage
brought about through years
a top of years of being controlled
by anxiety
My hands penetrate warm dish water
An effect of silken skin,
Rainbow eyes sparkle
Spy me as I move within,
It’s all I have left for comfort,
For life which has given
Sure does make one pay,
Now all alone with no more dreams
When each end of day you drain away.
© Harry J Horsman 2021