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Soapsuds Poems - Poems about Soapsuds


Premium Member Are the clouds just soapsuds too
..."Clouds Are so gorgeous Just as clouds-- They border the edge of heaven In great, rolling, billowy puffs... Or they float In little trailing wisps Across the sky... Why do poets try To liken......

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Categories: soapsuds, beauty, imagery, memory, mother
Form: Rhyme
Premium Member Swirling the Soapsuds
... Down where the oregano is blossoming bright The roses have grown quiet in their delight Daylilies are shooting up spikes with buds I truly long for sweet love, as I swirl the soapsuds ......

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Categories: soapsuds, desire,
Form: Rhyme



Premium Member From the Kitchen Window
...The burst soapsuds dissipate. Six doves outside my window Enjoy their meal, congregate. Wings whirr, head to the gingko Baby phoebes see surroundings. With wide mouths expose taste......

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Categories: soapsuds, introspection,
Form: Other
Premium Member Life's End
...As the soapsuds disappear from the water My short life will end like a jotter He'll call me home Because I am surely His daughter Inspired after reading a Rubai......

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Categories: soapsuds, blessing, faith,
Form: Rubai
Premium Member Dismounting Once More
...Kurt floats on bubble wrapped ice-cream in marshmallow guise Swathed in a blanket of temptation he drifts on the sweet taste White tender bliss cushioned in pink illusions of sugary dreams C......

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Categories: soapsuds, confusion,
Form: Free verse



Premium Member Rhythm and Blues
...To handle dreadful time, to cherish it although I have no gall for such- past the ennui of night’s workload, this jive which I embrace relentlessly fizzles like soapsuds in my nails; a voice qu......

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Categories: soapsuds, music, recovery from, stress,
Form: Free verse
Premium Member Moment Stolen In Time Beside Me Lay
...As I stand by the kitchen window I must say My chin against my chest spent from working all day Warm wet soapsuds adhere to my hands as I pray Washing the seasoned tableware, running away Unfaste......

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Categories: soapsuds, dream, work,
Form: Monorhyme
Fragrance
...I saw her by the kitchen window, hands engaged in fixing dinner, a whistle from her lips embroidering the night air. Breaking into song, her face a portrait of beauty and grace. Hands in soapsud......

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Categories: soapsuds, for her,
Form: Verse

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