Short Sludge Poems

Hare gazing Full moon
Lotus heart in murky sludge
Metaphor for life!...

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it's like the dream where
you're running in sludge and can't
seem to get away....

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             Mud
          Downpour
  Sludge-smeared Boots
      Winds at full tilt
             Dirt...

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murky waters
barren sludge and grunge
until waterlilies rise


AP: 1st place 2025

Posted on March 24, 2025...

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My mind is different,
floating in sludge,
clouding my thoughts,
making you seem obtainable,
yet you are nowhere to be found....

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Thick sludge upon my
wings; sad eyes in need of help
Hopeless eyes searching

For Raul's contest
(Photo of an oil coated duck and beach)...

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I turn on the water spicken nothing comes out but rust and sludge such as life inside~ 

9/4/20
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2020...

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Two Texans went up to a judge
And asked the best place to buy fudge
"Both East and West
SCOTUS is best
They're experts at gift-wrapping sludge!"...

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Trump knows when he offers a prayer
That its not going anywhere
Trump's Space Force can't budge
A sky filled with sludge
Trump unleashed into our fresh air...

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The trembling thumb of threatening thunder
Strikes silvery shimmering of silken sludge
And adjoins an arch on alter of an afforest.
It inverts insipid immobility of irrationality....

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There’s life here still
somewhere below the surface.
I dip under lily pads,
delve hands into reeds.
Down in the sludge, shimmering sunlight
illuminates what once thought lost....

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Cassidy was a curious dog;
One day he walked into a bog,
Coming out, he looked about,
He couldn't see and began to pout;
Because he’s a sludge caked dog!
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beak just above the oily mud

head resting on thick sludge
one dull eye looks 

there is no accusation
no recriminatory stare

only that dimming lens
seeking a clean patch of sky...

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    Remove the joy from life
      replace it with drudge

    Fill a freshwater pond
      with pitch-black sludge

    Fish eyes bulge, gills choke
      ~ underwater's stroke
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I hear a cry from the kitchen:
“Who did it? Who’s the perp?
Who dumped down this slime and sludge?
The garbage disposal went burp!”




Contest Name: Your Best Quatrain
Sponsor: L. Milton Hankins...

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hot steamy cleansing
shower renew my whole strength
caressing drops touch

soapy sensual
moist steam warms my core until
wrinkles develope

impurity down
the dark drain hole into sludge
replenish the earth...

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Like syrup 
in a bottle neck
sticky
and slipping slowly along the side
This sorrow is
like the thick
silvery sludge in the thermometer
sliding to the boiling point
breaking through the glass in a poisonous burst...

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Alien Captain Darth Veeder
Texted, "Take me to your leader"
He met Donald Trumup
And snarled, " What a grump!
You must be The Sludge-brained Tweeter!"

(For Caren Krutsinger's "Take me to your leader" contest)...

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Its beak is just above the oily mud.
Head resting on the thick sludge.
One black eye looks at us.
There is no accusation in that gaze,
no recriminatory stare,
not even a plea for rescue.
Only that dimming lens,
looking at a clean patch of sky....

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mushrooming loam 
amber and red daub the sludge 
with water and glaze. 
stirred by the whispering breeze
sharing their stealthy karma

written: February 18, 2022


A Brian Strand Tanka Poetry Contest
Sponsored by: Brian Strand...

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Its beak is just above the oily mud.
Head resting on the thick sludge.
One black eye looks at us.
There is no accusation in that gaze.
No recriminatory stare,
not even a plea for rescue.
Only that dimming lens
that looks at a clean patch of sky....

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Hanging from willows
     weeping
sludge slimy green
     fouls
this page
of intended pristine.

Intruding on this peaceful
     clean
sits your polluted
     trespass
tainting all who pass
     through this life.

Ugly is your name.
Deceit is your shame....

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A little fish in a little coffin
i find my self indulging so often
burried in a sludge of oil and viniger
so much flavour packed into this small cylinder
i love the fishes in the ocean
but fishies in tinneis bring me such emotion
i love you tinned fish 
and thats devotion 
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My Abdomen

A great amount has been recorded about 
my 17-year-old abdomen. My pale stomach and intestines talk 
a great deal and 
sleep much less.
I shut them up and 
keep them awake by 
drinking sludge.
Remember: for perfect abdominal muscles consume the pus from
zits.
...

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Its beak is just above the black mud,
head resting on the thick sludge.

One black eye looks at us.
There is no accusation in that gaze,
no recriminatory stare
not even a plea for rescue.

Only that dimming lens,
that looks now,
at a clean patch of sky
as if it were God....

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