Sludge Poems - Poems about Sludge

...Sometimes the rain never falls , drowning in the overflow that falls from above Speaking a word or two , something to do about love Why do you even care , about all there is that you couldn't even ......Read More

...Sometimes the rain never falls , drowning in the overflow that falls from above Speaking a word or two , something to do about love Why do you even care , about all there is that you couldn't even ......Read More

...1/27/23 Remaining a junkie Continually spending money Like a dummy Life ain't always sweet like honey It's cold not always sunny They're out for bloodshed, so it turned bloody They're stil......Read More

...Early morning - snow scattering Landscape of white - sun reflecting But not for long - soon it’s melting During the night - freezing of sludge Rough surface walk - bit of a t......Read More

...Yesterday. Where I went where I shouldn't I travelled back in time Was once again shamed or shaming Trying to take away the burden But getting more weighed down It was a care package assessmen......Read More

... Springtime is more than just flowers and sun. April is drenched, and bees will have much fun. Swarming insects frighten with bites and harm.  A staining sludge swamp and stinky sil......Read More

...Spring marches its way south, inundating the winter steeled earth struggling to drink the season’s flood. So I bide time, waiting for thirsty trees to flourish red and pink. Yet when the heaven......Read More

... With hearts, cold as ice covered gravel, We embarass poets, with our moralistic gavel. What must the Lord think of us? As over their lives we ma......Read More

... The halved tomato was freezer bagged and kept in the fridge too long Breakfast is nothing without a tomato but this melting fruit is in a dream state. Not corrupted yet, not rotten as we might......Read More

...She began her journey Encased in peaceful waters Developing and growing Into an orphaned daughter Thrown out onto grassy shores Left for dead, in her blood Before she could draw breath She w......Read More

...DUNKED I feel like a badly dunked and broken biscuit Sweet icebergs floating in a warm cup of tea What was to have been a favourite texture Now a mudslide with soft submerged blobs Abandoned n......Read More

...Our riverbank launch at dawn where dense forest chills the breeze, where cottonwood leaves flutter like wings, and weeping willow penumbras tease. Glistening, rippling turquoise water churns. ......Read More

...TRUMP POEMS AND EPIGRAMS III Trump's real goals are obvious and yet millions of Americans remain oblivious. —Michael R. Burch Our awful unlawful "president" will soon be a jailhouse resident......Read More

...Black-ice sheers, it cuts deep into paved-ways and lots. Night snorts a frigid fog, the caked and idling cars only sludge a gripping freeze. This glacial dark fangs wrists and hearts. Grit ni......Read More

...very complex, to see this all -the intricacy of life's call, and the whole world I see men and women wrought with distress walking about talking to themselves In others, I see a true sen......Read More