Sponge Poems

Unfaithful marital transgressions
self admitted indictment,
crime and punishment,
no longer think high lee
entailing no mister re: demeanors,
I searingly weathered

(George by bushed, albeit thankfully,
no unwanted child left behind),
nonetheless one unforgettable
indelible, execrable, and abominable
professedly owned his
civil warring battle of life

transgressions undeservedly heaped
(Uriah hit about...Read More

Elongated dazzling radiance cast abeam
sensational blinding brilliance
thru eyelids cast agleam
buoyed upon soundcloud airstream
entire corporeal complex edifice

rocked upon gently
shimmering weightless as moon beam
metaphorically floats yours truly
autonomic kickstarting process
since... flagellation enabled conception
circulating, distributing, enervating...

dna chromosomal genetic
data packets craft
lifeforce fueled bloodstream
aforementioned haploid gamete
kinetic,...Read More

you got my hart
and its twisted and raw
guess what?
I, wrapped it in
some bloody SPONGE GAUZE

only to serve it to
my favorite god

so stop dragging it
through the mud

do you know how
much i don't
love you

right now!

I'm going to kill you
with my love

(hook three...Read More

She has always had a fixation
For time travel
Until she accidently
Discovered a portal
Once she stepped inside
It was quickly spontaneous combustion
As her molecules traveled through time
While trying to navigate
The speed of her movement
After she arrived, and looked around
She was intrigue, when she...Read More

At The Knife Edge Of That Deep, Dark Abyss

I that was born on a dark, stormy night
So gifted at young age, deeper insight,
Lead to safety of ever brighter Light
Freed from darkest of dark, began to write.

A child begging Nature to...Read More

christening cruise, ship to shore...queasy slick ~
  tropically trotting, tempura-tapping, sure shoot’n quick ~
    digital capture of roiling hammock can’t help courting hacks ~
      HOrrendous cheesy chunks HUlking bits from back...Read More

you make me feel some type of way 
Even though we're both broken 
Soaking inside of our thoughts 
Hoping to never be forgot 
Sit around an rot 

Nooooo  that's not something we can do

We're better than that crap
So let's...Read More

My heart is a boundless ocean
Of remembrance old and deep,
I am a creature of emotion
With my memories to keep.

My heart is a porous sponge,
Absorbing every hurt,
Prone always to plunge
To acts it cannot revert.

My heart is a giant bullseye,
Centred on life's...Read More

Magic is real, if you only look
It's in the chapter of your fave book
It is the glisten, of gentle rain 
Upon your window pane
It is that first morning coffee
It's the one you wake up to see
It's the love that never...Read More

Is consciousness a sponge,
that ever expands

Is consciousness a vacuum,
where potential commands 

Is consciousness a gateway,
to something beyond

Our mind and our spirit
—a fusion lifelong

(Dreamsleep: January, 2020)
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i seem to be
laying sleeping
dry but porous
before you rain
on me showering
me not with ego but
the power of poetry for
you're words i absorb be
cause i'm a sponge among
other things also being one

that recalls days when younger
as well as among memories
before i...Read More

A sponge,
I will take into my hands and dip it
into water.

For a while, I will let it soak
till
its thirst manages, finally, to quench
and then, with it,
all little things that have bothered me for years
with a single stroke, from my memory,
I...Read More

Vocabulist nonalcoholic punchdrunk stupor January 1st, 2020

Unlike the vast population swath,
with painful hangover
average celebrant merely
doth confusedly blink,
who devoutly pledge
new year resolution
to give up drink
immediately fall off wagon

as he/she eagerly downs
shot after fermented shot
while forearms link
with family, friends,
strangers, et cetera
and immediately...Read More

Into Deep Water Did Like To Lunge

Trump had seemed to be such a sponge;
Into incredible debt  country did plunge,
We could never favor;
Due to poor behavior;
Into deep water always liked to lunge.

Jim Horn

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Blue Light Bulbs and a Bottle of Bleach and The Incandescent Must Win 
(part 1)
 					By: J.R. Wren

A wilting flower and a blade of grass
No presumptions of the way things ought to be
Feeding plenty on light through a tinted glass
Patiently...Read More

"SOLO"

I need you but you do not need me!
For your hidden venom corrupts your
conscience and clouds your judgement.
My happiness is your misery. my smile ,
your grin , look into thy eyes you can see
I love you for you and ...Read More

I saw the bitter tears of unhappiness
Running down your agonizing face,
Ravaged with pain,

And I became a sponge of compassion
To absorb them.


I heard the howling 
Of your starving stomach,
Echoing throughout your rebellious drained veins,

And I became a sweet loaf of bread
To...Read More

                             the joy 
        ...Read More

With my absorbency nature
I take in freely God’s flowing grace
Accumulating with abundance from Christ’s compassion*-store
Optimizing the Saviour’s goodness as I’m soaked in His mercy-grants.

Midst my squeezable trait
I give kindness with whole earnestness
Loading out forgiveness with forbearance-cheer
Maximizing offered provisions up to...Read More

Ears in want
Hear tickling words
Soaked up like a sponge 
Each word translated

All sounding good
No Deceit heard
Through time
These words break down

Truth then revealed
Hearts broken
Tears flowing
Close your eyes

Open your ears and hear
The Truth...Read More

Chief egalitarian garbage taster i.e. “white trash”

As Halloween costume, 
one year during early grade school, 
my father got brilliant idea 
for sole son dressed
uniquely rubbish qua 
putrid offal getup. 

Missus Shaner (talon clawed, 
shriveled relic archaeopteryx dinosaur, 
who taught fifth...Read More

Eating Shrimps
I eat choc sponge cake.                                  ...Read More

Does your writing leave room
for intrusion

With spaces for listeners
to crawl in

Are your words like a sponge
that the reader can drain

Your verses to flow through
them again

(Villanova Pennsylvania: April, 2017) 
...Read More

A hexagon, a hexagon, you have to be a hexagon.

You say you are a pentagon? 
What use have I for pentagon?
You’re too close to the White House lawn!
So you’re a base to stand upon?
This isn’t baseball, Pentagon.
You silly polygon, be...Read More

I hear the squelch of death again,
Like a muddy-voiced refrain,
Soaking the mental sponge of my brain,
Mortality trudging along in the rain.

Death to me is a foul swamp creature,
Scaly of skin and swollen of feature,
A horror movie caricature,
Of legendary geniture.

The monster...Read More