My knees are up and I’m still,
and lazily reflective.
Ludovico Einaudi’s song
‘Una Matina’ is playing.
For some reason
my thoughts align and make sense
when I listen to the piano.
I am sitting in still water, listening.
Right now, somewhere else,
someone else just might be doing the same.
Sometimes,
life makes sense, too.
Sudsy sudsy little squirrely tooted in the tub
woopie woopie bubbly bubbly he is so so cuddly
Little peanut happy as can be, Tee Hee!
fluky fluky one little bubble went up his little nosey
thats why he did a little sneeze weezy,
just before he struck a pose !!!
I guess I like laying in the bath tub,
Because it's the closest thing to a coffin in a sub.
Cold and hard like my life, but comfortable as I thrive,
Only difference is I have the option to be alive.
I guess you're upset, but you've cracked me up
How will you manage when needing a scrub
Still holding my own
So put down the phone
It'll cost you too much to buy a bath tub.
We ride the sea of blue,
as the wind blew.
Mounds of white grew,
it is soap not glue.
Have you meet the three men?
Bill is a writer with a pen,
John is with businessmen,
Tom likes to watch TV in his playpen.
Three men in a tub,
plus one child in for a scrub.
They belong to a club,
the bath time dub-dub.
I'm singing in the tub, just singing in the tub.
What a glorious feeling to scrub-a-dub-dub.
Just me in my bath, with bubbles galore.
I don't even mind if they spill on the floor.
I've a smile on my face as the stress flows away.
Great way to relax at the end of a day.
The record plays on as small candles glow.
Dark chocolate on hand and a glass of Pinot.
All the aches melt away as I lay back and drift.
Best room in the house, as a bath's a true gift.
I don't need a lot, and my small tubs just right.
To help me unwind and sleep through the night.
i thought
i was
in a safe
home away from
home place
woe is little old sad me
it seem the heat fighters
and the crime grapplers
are in league with which doctors
because i
no longer write
songs to make
billions of real money
take opulent flight
sounds
liquid
breathe
sweating
smoke detector lights
Pack-Pain
terror
ending in a burning throat
I am silenced
in a fleeting mentor
and yet
my songs are forever heard
and can make
Angels or Demons
take flight
4-10-2022
for history detectives
aka: lyricvixen
by: Verlecia F.
Delightful water
Today I splashed-played and swam
Mom said I was clean
Date Written:5/29/2021
Note: A lake or the ocean can be a great and fun way to take a bath and get clean. Bite Size Poem 3 Poetry Contest Sponsored by: Line Gauthier
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Hot tub, you and I
Beneath an Anaheim sky
In God's heaven am I
Thick, turquoise robes
Tropical drinks with ice
Tonight, more than nice
Infinite souls, we
Locked for tonight is God's sky
You have my heart's key
~~~~
September 17, 2020
6am PST
I'm a little silly boy hanging in the tub
Scrub, scrub, scrub got to wash away all the ketchup from when my dad becomes the hulk.
Mom came in and saw the ketchup water turning red she she said I hope this isn't my baby boys final waterbed.
Then laughed and left.
My mama mrs. G is silly and playful but she didn't make no tea.
I got a little tired and fell asleep, the water filled my lungs and I couldn't make peep.
then my momma came in and said guess I was right . LOL XD. little did she know I was very thirsty. Slurp Slurp Slurp.
I am standing in
the laundry tub
thinking
as I look out
the window
something is wrong
with this picture
that you now
have of me........... ?
It is a question
of a created
image
and the perceived
consequences
It is a reference to
the Christmas approaching
yet again
and
as we ponder and
get caught up in
the hurricane of
end of season activities
parties, functions
buying presents
organizing holidays
booking accommodation
checking cars, boats, caravans....... ?
We block out
eliminate
the real reason
for all this
mayhem
Jesus Christ was born
to save us from
all this....... ?
Still standing in
the laundry tub
one foot on the ladder
the other in the tub
to finish painting this
window
of opportunity
this rare raw but real moment
where heaven comes to earth
in this moment where
eternity is
and it really is
graciously given
for all of humanity
Now my foot is getting wet
the tap is dripping..... ?
It will all wash out
as we are cleansed
in the laundry tub
of Christmas.
Wet and warm it goes,
Water swiftly flows,
Somewhat deep,
Floating feet,
Slowly slip below.
You leave me for a spell,
My hearts races like hell,
Can’t relax,
You come back,
That bikini sure looks swell…
The mere sight of your curves,
Tests my battered nerves
Bathed in heat,
And touches sweet
Swaying, dancing, swerve…
Passion gently sung,
Your eyes forever young,
This gentle ride,
We feel inside,
I pray it’s never done.
Soft sensuous music,
Glimmering lights of candles,
Smell of sweet roses,
As your relaxing in a nice hot bath,
Shadows along the walls,
From everything in the room,
As your man or lady,
Slips out of their clothes,
Silky feeling bubbles,
All around your bodies,
Kissing on your soft lips,
As your thighs rub against eachother,
Your wet hair laying across your back,
Both legs spread out,
Touching his back,
Taking a deep breath,
As he slides in deep,
Making you wet all around,
The pulsing of his heart,
While it beats,
Your luscious breasts,
Pressed onto them firmly,
The tougue caressing against the neck,
As you slide your finders down her,
Rubbing and massaging her,
Listening to the sighs and moans.....
sitting in a hot tub looking at the view
waiting for you
to come home
my mind tends to roam
knowing that it will be a few more days
i am missing all of your unique ways
this big ole house is not the same
my body feels limp and oh so lame
i wanna call you every hour on the hour
i never thought a woman could possess so much power
i guess i am loving you the more i miss you
i feel the permanence of happiness everyday when i'm with you
i do not care if i cramp up or my skin peels
it does not compare to how your thick and warm body feels
i guess i am becoming quite the softy in my old age
since you came into my life you heat up every cold page
now here i am all whipped and missing your pretty presence
i am loving the feeling of being caught in your reverence
i am now goofily smiling while humming a cheesy tune
i then suddenly whisper 'baby please come home soon'
sitting in a hot tub looking at the view
naked, warm, and inspired....waiting for you
true hot tub freedom
rarely get that in this life
i WILL treasure this!
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