Sponge Poems - Poems about Sponge

... Your arm is Soft like sponge pillow, Heavy is the head that rests on; Soft but strong, made me embrace loner. Serene voice is all you got, deary! Your oxygen the fairy has breathe......Read More

... In the softest sponge, a ripples caress in a toadstools dress, in just one pins point of pain danger, with its tiny fangs, smiles just for us, its toothy grin lurks within. Come, let us trip......Read More

... Mist between the pavement cracks, fog patches sew the sky loosely together. Walking, talking to my self like a crazy person; it's words that do this words as thin as a damp haze words that f......Read More

...Chief garbage taster as fifth grade Halloween gag at Henry Kline Boyer Elementary School interestingly enough landed me a grubhub grab bag. I rooted thru poetry anthology of mine, and came acro......Read More

... What name can I give To a dream that is uncertain To people who are unclear To a feeling I am unsure of To a message that is obscure? What name can I give To voices no longer heard Advice......Read More

... “Please mind my kids as I go to the store. I cant take their naughtiness any more” “I need some money to put petrol in my car The amount that’s in it won’t get me far” “I am running late, q......Read More

...Youtube computer networking tutorials a dog send Ideal to peruse the vast treasure trove of lecture material pertaining to aforementioned title on the webbed wide world especially gratifying t......Read More

...DIMASH THE SHEPHERD (Story of One Sky Conclusion) I am Shepherd Cloaking myself In God’s soft simplicity My tasks complete Songs sung Light shone Souls ignited Each day seven wheels ......Read More

...The pen holds my body, In its inky sweet repose. The ink holds my words, For the paper it will impose. I write because I release you, I release what’s in my head. I write because I beseech y......Read More

...Everything is the same. Remember my name? All is one. Even though if I cared to I could count to 100. Does that make me rare, too? The bottomline: we all want to shine while scrubbing ......Read More

...There was a baby boy named timmy Who didn't come from much But he had all he needed in his playpen He had blankets bikes toys and such But timmy missed the park and time with mom so much He ......Read More

...Blessings fall down like Rain. Like a heavy shower of rain Jesus poured down the good news Of the kingdom, Some came running with cups They only wanted a mouthful, Others brought buckets And......Read More

...If HOME is where my story began, There are things that are hard to understand. And if such things are really true, There are many things I never knew. After many years, supposedly, I went HOME ......Read More

...Overly familiar with her defiance patterns of fetal alcohol confusion, neuro-systemic habits of resistance, I, the consummate ecofeminist, was sure my daughter felt I was shutting wounded Ivy ......Read More

... Insipid, tasteless, no excuse, a texture somewhat like a sponge. I see it served in ways gourmet, but they’re not fooling anyone. My father had a fancy boat, so elsewhere, we were so......Read More